Families out on parade
Women are minding their ways
Teenagers drawn by the fire
And bellies filled with desire
Mothers and fathers, brothers and sons
Daughters, sisters, all and then some
Remember the story is old
It goes on and on
Old men drowning their tears
They’re drunk from an orgy of years
All part of the plot and the fun
A history of righting our wrongs
Mothers and fathers, brothers and sons
Daughters, sisters, all and then some
Remember the story is old
It goes on and on and on
Bound to bond and love and mourn
And on and on and on
And so it goes,
We give what we get,
Yet what they know
Is what we’re told
So you might add a little hurt
Add a little hope next time
But in this life
This time we’re lost and it goes on
Matter over mind
We made the change from science to movement
Romantic conceit evermore
Might know what we know, like we think that we’re thinking
But the sun has set here before
And somebody spoke of a light in the distance
Too far away to aware
But your kiss is a kiss is a kiss and I’m waiting for roses to grow anywhere