Game Over

It's over now
The game is lost
The greenhorns now
Know what is the cost
The veterans are falling
Too much to tell
Tears flowing down face
Or blood curdling yell

It doesn't matter
What happens now on
The greenhorns grow up
The veterans move on
The experience shall stay
With them for all life
In two years come
They'll try to avenge their strife

As for the veterans
Broken and torn
They move on in life
For they too were born
But with a pain that's so heavy
They trip and then fall
They give up on passion
Music and all

Their lives now are filled with
Sorrow and grief
Wishing they'd have done more
Been more of a chief
But it's too late to go back
Too late to try
Now all they do
Is cry cry cry