Letra de The Game (Acoustic Demo) - Echo & The Bunnymen

was my one intention
and an ugly beauty
was my own invention
Pride a proud refusal
and I refuse
to need your approval
Too many seekers
Too few beacons
But through the fog
we'll keep on beaming


Through the crying hours
of your glitter years
all the living out
of your tinsel tears
and the midnight trains
I never made
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'cos I'd already
played...the game


Everybody's
got their own good reason
why their favorite season
is their favorite season
Winter winners
and those summers sons
aren't good for everyone
aren't good for everyone
Spring has sprung
and autumns well done
so well done