Bittersweet

Bittersweet - Moxy Fruvous

Now all of the planes have landed

And the soldiers are in their beds

Smoke rises from their clothing

And sweet dreams through their heads

Truth faced leaves a strange taste

When joy and sadness meet

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet

The boy with the bloated belly

Hears today's trucks arrive

He puts down his baby sister

And makes his way outside

Truth faced leaves a strange taste

When joy and sadness meet

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet

Everyone's a novelist

And everyone can sing

But no one talks when the TV's on

The lightening flashed and the thunder rolled

Dark clouds filled the sky

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet