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, andonandon, onandonandon

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 and on

Bound to bond and love and mourn and on and on onandonandon

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

All mothers and fathers, brothers and sons, daughters, sisters, all and then some

Remember the story is old, it goes on and on and on and on

Bound to bond and love and mourn and on and on, onandonandon

(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)