Happiness Hangs
About a break up...
Happiness hangs from a beam in the ceiling,
Silently swaying, "Oh what a feeling."
I long for the days, old, dead and decayed,
The love that I had, the games that we played.
The way that the stars would dance in her eyes.
The way that with her, I shed my disguise.
But, now things are different and I can't recall
why I tried to fight this, so again I fall.
Look past the blank stare, you'll see that I'm there.
Catastrophe dreams yet I sleep unaware.
So again I pretend that this life will not end,
and just keep on blazing, no lines to defend.
Written by Ryan Papp...
Silently swaying, "Oh what a feeling."
I long for the days, old, dead and decayed,
The love that I had, the games that we played.
The way that the stars would dance in her eyes.
The way that with her, I shed my disguise.
But, now things are different and I can't recall
why I tried to fight this, so again I fall.
Look past the blank stare, you'll see that I'm there.
Catastrophe dreams yet I sleep unaware.
So again I pretend that this life will not end,
and just keep on blazing, no lines to defend.
Written by Ryan Papp...
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