I feel that it's hard enough to say goodbye.

I feel there's the water. Should I sink or dive?

An empty plate, fill up my sentimental morning star.

I steal the art of putting truth in a lie.

I still want the girl that reall caught my eye.

But, she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me.

An empty hope chest.

I quit the dope quest,

And remain independently happy.



I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.



I deal with the fact that I've forgotten the worst.

I feel that my social behavior may seem somewhat unrehearsed.

Another page.

A sullen rage.

And I'll be back to my normal self.



I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.



I drive to the edge of my considerate plain.

I apologize to the people I hurt on the way.

I wipe the slate clean.

I kick the daydream,

And remain independently happy.



I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.