Most of our anger,
comes from expecting what we want
I’ve been in love before
I kissed her
And I wish I’d known the right things to say
I really cared about her
but now I don’t believe in love.
Happiness stays in our heads or it doesn’t
Not for rational reasons, but for the way things could be
Playing golf in all its glory
or feeling the piano’s emotional tones
You have to do the things that matter
and refuse to carry burdens,
You cannot receive purity;
it comes from within.
You won’t find it in women,
or doing things
the way they ought to be done.
You’ll test the limits of your sanity
and study the nuances of conversation
So much is left unsaid
and so much
will never be