lunes, 10 de agosto de 2009

feelings VI

I think I'm dumb
or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
my heart is broke
But I have some glue
help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover...
Have a hangover


Now, then! What a question! What's happiness? Does anybody know? Is there a plausible answer? Do we need to inhale and exhale? Do we need the morning-after-hangover to proof we have been high? Do we need the lows to get the highs? Do we need such highs to justify our lows? So,what's this thing called happiness? Can anyone out there give me an answer? Well, here I am, waiting for you to give it to me while I night-dream a bit of Nirvana's dreams or nightmares.

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