(lyrics & music: EMay with Between Liberties)
Fought body, fought mind, I fought and never gained
I taught godly things for which I always had a name
Sought truth, I sought justice, decided on enlightenment
But I lost all my pride getting to the bottom of it
When life became the promise that you sought and sold to me
Well it takes a grown man to seek and scorn his own mystery
While girls become wives, their bodies turn beautiful
Love remains love, but it's gained a new meaning
The kids still play games but they've lost all the fun
Cause the only reward goes to those who have won
But these are the nights we'll play in the rain
These are the nights we will have to remember
Laying on yellow lines, a puddle of laughter
These are the nights you will have to remember
These are the nights you will have
When life became the promise that was sought and sold to me
It takes a grown man to seek and scorn his own brutality
We forgot how to practice and we still demand to win
But there's nothing here moving, there's nothing that's touching
And the kids do not die, they just forget they're alive
"what's the purpose" they ask. What does that mean anyway?
These are the nights we'll play in the rain
These are the nights we will have to remember
Laying on yellow lines, a puddle of laughter
These are the nights you will have to remember
These are the nights you will have
When life became the promise that you sought and sold to me
It takes a grown man to seek and scorn his own humanity
When did life become the promise that you sought and sold to me?
It takes a woman to seek and form her own mystery