Beginnings - Mary Fay

Come little boy, this a war, it’s you versus the world

You’ll battle with pencils and papers and words

You’ll sing about how love comes first, second and third

And people will feel so alive that it hurts

And when pretty young girls stand in line for the show

There’s that serpentlike temptress in the back of the row

She makes the blood flow through your heroin veins

But save all your heartache and pain for the grave

When these glorious days have all come to an end

You’ll welcome death as a friend

(Welcome death as a friend)

And when no one remains to remember then

We will all be together again

(Again)

But this is just where it begins

Come little girl, this is a dark unforgiving world

Your mind is your cage, o, you beautiful bird

You’ll sing about how misery and emptiness burns

And one young boy’ll be touched by every word

He secretly writes you a song so sincere

Heartfelt and true, for the whole world to hear

When the stage lights up, the show starts

In the back you are there

And the moment he sings you forget all your fears

We’re told that love is only a game

Where the second prize is a broken heart

But you poor fool, in games there are rules

Love is war, love this war