Happy Still

Oh one of us is

Definitely doing it wrong

You think it's me but

You're always gone and alone

I drink my coffee

And read my book in the sun

But it ain't easy

I've got this voice in my head

Same one you're hearing

Calling me lazy and sad

If I'm not living

I might as well just be dead

Tell me if I'm wrong

By the end of the song

I don't know about you

But to me live don't seem that long

Oh if I'm lucky I've got 60 summers left

I'll die at 88 content with what I did

Won't have much left in my bank account

But I'll be making my mama proud

For never running after money work or fame

Or the approval of someone I kinda hate

But by the end of the night I will

Look in the mirror and be happy still

I'm getting tired having the same conversation

Over and over again

Without the intent of changing

I know it's hard and I know that you try

But tell me

How long you planning to keep living a lie

Oh if I'm lucky I've got 60 summers left

I'll die at 88 content with what I did

Won't have much left in my bank account

But I'll be making my mama proud

For never running after money work or fame

Or the approval of someone I kinda hate

But by the end of the night I will

Look in the mirror and be happy still

Can't help but think

Since I can think

I think my brain is wired differently

Who do you do it for

You do not seem to do it for yourself

I haven't felt what it must feel like

To be winning so consistently

But have you felt the kind of wealth

You only feel when you can fail

If I'm lucky

If I'm lucky

If I'm lucky

If I'm lucky

I'll be happy still