Happiness

This is one of those that I wish I had written myself..

Happiness

Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith into pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s probably enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar

Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home
Home, home, home..
-The Fray

I like Isaac Slade's use of the word "damn" in this context. It fits, more than works, and presents itself as befitting and excellent. Where it fits rightly, there is excellence. Where there is excellence, there is beauty. There is also beauty in honesty, making this song a work of art that touches the soul. I must tell you it's not the same merely being read, it's meant to be accompanied and driven by music. If you get a chance to listen to the song, do. It is a meaningful, passionate, honest ballad.
Excellence. Honesty. Beauty.
Happiness.

Goodnight, All!
Ashes