The Happy Song

A Buddhist on the subway
Tells me that what you want
Is rarely if ever what you need.
And of course I argued the point
Like a completely self-righteous
Idiot.

I was looking for perfection
And it found me
Right between the eyes
All this time we spent in bliss
You know, like all things
It has to fade away.
The Devil says, “Beware,
’cause when you ask, you might
Get what you want.”
The Devil, he may care.
When you ask, you might
Get what you want.

So now I spend
Most of my time
Waiting for things to happen
Letting the wind take me
Where it will
Only when it’s done do you
Lose the veil.
You get so blind
You never see the light
Coming down the tracks.
It keeps me hanging
From a thread
Devil drives the train
Devil pass me by.

This is the happy song
I wrote for you.
This is the happy song
I never wrote for you.
After all this time
And after all the lies
Never dreamed you would
Seem to me, little more
Than an Earthly waste of time
After all these precious
Opportunities that I had
To set things right.
Dissolve like
Regrets in heaven
They do, and she said…

Anata no, namae-o
Yuki ni kaku
Keredemo nanimo
Iiwanai.
This is the happy song
I wrote for you.
This is the happy song
I never wrote for you.

After all this time
And after all the lies
Never dreamed you would
Seem to me, little more
Than an Earthly waste of time
After all these precious
Opportunities that I had
To set things right.
Dissolve like
Regrets in heaven
Zen Buddist Heaven.

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