No rower can row forever
No river is ever the same
I wish I'd know better
Before I'd thrown my hand in the game

No force is without its counter
No horse is too wild to tame
I wish I'd dismounted
Before I'd shown my hand in the game

Wolves yearn for the moon
Spools turn for the loom
Priests burn for the shame
Thieves learn for the game

No mother signs a license
No father needs a name
Why bother with the niceness
When they've just blown my hand in the game

No Summer senses Autumn
No baggage stays unclaimed
I wish I'd seen the bottom
Before I'd thrown my hand in the game
The game