Happiness
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[verse 1]
Can't remember, when sadness didn't walk with me.
My days are only few, but I only know of you.
Laughter, at the expense of misfortune.
a future, made of bubbles in a storm.
[verse 2]
An open sewer is our river, we sail the seven seas,
imagination, our saviour, hides reality for a while.
But the blackness of the night, echoes the screams,
in the air, making nightmares from my dreams.
[chorus]
Happiness, a vision, mirage,
I don't know what it is.
Something in the ether,
that others are blessed, with.
[verse 3]
I beg for food, beg for coin, I beg for the air I breathe,
This life, god gave to me, I wish he hadn't bothered.
So many things want to take it back, for what it's worth,
I struggle to find a reason, why I was put upon this Earth.
[chorus]
Happiness, a vision, mirage,
I don't know what it is.
Something in the ether,
that others are blessed, with.
[verse 4]
The closest thing to happiness, is to have a full belly,
a simple joy, to have a bed that's dry out of the rain.
The ecstasy of being alive for one more day,
Heaven on Earth, is lookin' 'round at where I play.
[chorus]
Happiness, a vision, mirage,
I don't know what it is.
Something in the ether,
that others are blessed, with.
[bridge]
Oh, give me happiness, even if it's only, for one day,
For a while, let me be like you, before you take it away.
At least I'll die knowin,' God's not cruel to everyone,
an' if I behave in this life, in the next, I might be one.
[final chorus]
Happiness, a vision, mirage,
I don't know what it is.
Something in the ether,
that others are blessed, with.
[outro]
Happiness, a dream for another life,
when this one is done with me.
Comments
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Wow, that's dark. Good, but dark.
Certainly packing an emotional punch with this one.
And the title sets you up to knock you down.
I wasn't sure about using we/our in v2 when everything else is I/my, but other than that it feels very tight.
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Yes, it's from the POV of a refugee in a camp, who has known nothing else!
The slip in v2 was a consequence of placing myself in the visual of a group of children playing boats in an open sewer, searching for any crumbs of happiness.
Sid
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it's more haunting from that point of view
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Now, how did I miss this one? Yes, happiness seems to be a fleeting moment. It's hard to want to put it on paper. Great job, Sid in your usual poetic style. And suddenly, I don't feel so alone.
Renee
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Sid, that is dark man. That is some damn good writing, you made me feel what that person felt.
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EXTREMELY well said. Not pleasant to contemplate. . . but extremely well said. Like a punch in our collective emotional guts. And the world needs some songs that actually examine gritty realities. An interesting note. I wish I hadn't known that it was written from the P.O.V. of a refugee in a camp. Closed off a lot of other possible stories for me. Wondering is often half the fun. Long, long ago, I heard Don McClean say that it's a mistake to tell listeners what the story is about because of that. I've usually refrained from disclosing meanings since then. AND. . . who am I to say that whatever it means to a listener isn't just as right as what I meant when I wrote it? ANYWAY. . . this was incredible in my opinion.
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Thanks, I'll think on that suggestion in the future, appreciated
Sid
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