It's a maimed happiness

I keep trying to acquiesce

It's like a tempestuous child

You play with and humor to keep

Quiet as you possibly can

Til finally it goes to sleep

Life takes a lot of finesse

It's a maimed happiness



Keep myself to every way

Both refined and uncouth

Then maybe once in a while

I can be with the truth



Don't know if there's that much to be said

For this world, or the time that we spend

I doubt that I'd wanna live

This wasted life over again



Yeah I been to the doctor

Said there ain't much he can do

"You got the human condition

Boy, I feel sorry for you."

There's a sorrowful joy

I known since hours ago

Joyful sorrow, I guess

It's a maimed happiness.