I Kan't Spell

Not a sad song

Not a singular memory

Not one moment 

I never thought I’d live a life of such mediocrity

Of languish mixed with wailing

Nobody mourns us

Both of us just want to be something else 

And happy is something else

Happy is love 

Happy is to search for that

While respecting what we’ve built

I’m a martyr 

I’m a sad soul

You’re a bull

You live with or without me 

With or without apologies

You’ll do what you need 

To do what you want

I’ll hold the bucket

And stand

And be happy to see it filled

Overcome