Wasn't It Sweet
Wasn't it sweet
To have warm lentil soup in the cold?
And parents in love- or so we were told
Our tears wept off-date
Some too soon, most too late
Singing lullabies that never grew old
Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I got lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
But wasn't it sweet
To have piles of pyrite for free?
They shone like an esca for fools in the sea
Gilded so neatly
With lies told so sweetly
And promises with no guarantee
Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I got lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
And the question
Rises of why twenty years was a lie
A fish in the sky
A laugh through a frown
When we're younger we don't ask them why
then one day we try
and we're told "sit down"
On the ground, in a town, in a world
Where so many would rather just
Cover their head with a sheet.
Oh, but wasn't it sweet
To have brothers whom you'd never meet?
And bags from the food bank
Which seemed such a treat
Watching parables thrive
In a star so AliVe
Pouring tears to hear a hallowed heart beat
But wasn't it sweet
To have- Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I'm still lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
But wasn't it sweet?
To have warm lentil soup in the cold?
And parents in love- or so we were told
Our tears wept off-date
Some too soon, most too late
Singing lullabies that never grew old
Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I got lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
But wasn't it sweet
To have piles of pyrite for free?
They shone like an esca for fools in the sea
Gilded so neatly
With lies told so sweetly
And promises with no guarantee
Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I got lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
And the question
Rises of why twenty years was a lie
A fish in the sky
A laugh through a frown
When we're younger we don't ask them why
then one day we try
and we're told "sit down"
On the ground, in a town, in a world
Where so many would rather just
Cover their head with a sheet.
Oh, but wasn't it sweet
To have brothers whom you'd never meet?
And bags from the food bank
Which seemed such a treat
Watching parables thrive
In a star so AliVe
Pouring tears to hear a hallowed heart beat
But wasn't it sweet
To have- Oh, oh
Growing up shouldn't mean growing apart
How'd we finish when we didn't start?
I'm still lost on the way to my heart
Innocence is such a sorry thing to quell
They wish us off; they don't wish us well
Though who's to blame is too tough to tell
When "truth", in youth, reduced, is deceit
But wasn't it sweet?
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Writer(s): Stephen Clement
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