HAPPINESS IS HARMLESS

Happiness is harmless Life is plastic, out of reach I'll take no pleasure from watching Dissonant dialogues on screens Maybe it was real once Maybe I should go to sleep Someone idling in the driveway Blowing smoke into the street I'll find someone nice to meet From Montreal and a deadbeat She'll drive fast to hold the hours I'll let her cry long in the shower My father never grows his beard It'll take another year Till I'm staring at a man Who will instead of can My mother talks of how I should Move towards cedars and woods Home is running to the sun Warm air and warmer gun Oh I feel it in my veins A drowning feeling to refrain I'm living just enough To dig myself back up I'll find it easier to swallow my conceit And cross the street I'm working on being someone somebody will need To match my grief I'm drifting far away from those I cannot weep To help me sing I will write another verse Another chorus to rehearse Telling stories spun through sight Of fallen eyes and young twilight Of daffodils and chamomile Through pasture and poppy field Run through signs and marked borders Parallel lines and lives assorted Play the future retroactive Burn diplomas, statues smashing Revolutions start with graves Youthful passion that it craves Rear a system left bereft Cleft in two moral sets Cling to dawning absolution Backing cultural execution Gen-X educators laughing Jaded minds, cynical tactics Under fingers of corporations Tracking online conversations It's all too loud