A Sad Song About Being Happy
Back to Islington Station, To the park right behind
Where we would laugh and get wasted, Shit faced and cover our eyes
From the truth we were running from, For most of our lives
That we were lost and confused and mostly going it blind
We would talk of the future
But never were sure, if we would end up together or we would end up alone
Now the years have come and gone and we don't talk anymore
And I'm happy we're happy but sometimes missing the floor
But it's over now, let it go
I'd like to think I did
We were young and impressionable
Had it out for the world
We were stupid and beautiful still, no aging, no harm
Had a dream of a marriage, a big house with a yard
Where we would raise all our children, grow old and then die and depart
We were cocaine insane and we're not sure if were still the same
As we were when we met up to hit our very first game
But it's okay now, let it go
I'd like to think I did
Way back to the summer, with the cottage on the lake
Where we would listen to Yellowcard and debate our mistakes
Sometimes we danced like diamonds, Do you remember the nights
Where we were lovers and best friends at the very same time
Here's to you, heres to me
Here's to all the times that brought us through
I know, I'm drunk on the phone waiting to let go
And So long
This is a sad song about being happy
And so long
This is a sad sad song about being happy
And So long
This is a sad song about being happy
And I am wishing you well, but thats all I'm wishing, anymore
Where we would laugh and get wasted, Shit faced and cover our eyes
From the truth we were running from, For most of our lives
That we were lost and confused and mostly going it blind
We would talk of the future
But never were sure, if we would end up together or we would end up alone
Now the years have come and gone and we don't talk anymore
And I'm happy we're happy but sometimes missing the floor
But it's over now, let it go
I'd like to think I did
We were young and impressionable
Had it out for the world
We were stupid and beautiful still, no aging, no harm
Had a dream of a marriage, a big house with a yard
Where we would raise all our children, grow old and then die and depart
We were cocaine insane and we're not sure if were still the same
As we were when we met up to hit our very first game
But it's okay now, let it go
I'd like to think I did
Way back to the summer, with the cottage on the lake
Where we would listen to Yellowcard and debate our mistakes
Sometimes we danced like diamonds, Do you remember the nights
Where we were lovers and best friends at the very same time
Here's to you, heres to me
Here's to all the times that brought us through
I know, I'm drunk on the phone waiting to let go
And So long
This is a sad song about being happy
And so long
This is a sad sad song about being happy
And So long
This is a sad song about being happy
And I am wishing you well, but thats all I'm wishing, anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Jackson
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