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I remember on the days when I was happy all the time Of the forest and the fray but I was happy all the time And the honeysuckle buds all dripped the sweetest love And I never lost the taste cause I was happy, I was happy all the time I lived inside a log but I was happy all the time With the lizards and the frogs but I was happy all the time And I always ate at dawn and I always slept til dark I guess I worked too hard but I was happy, I was happy all the time I danced beneath the moon cause I was happy all the time With the beavers and racoons cause I was happy all the time And the sycamores would chaperone and flash approving teeth And herons cheered me on cause I was happy, I was happy all the time Bubblebaths and parties I was happy all the time With berries and Bacardi I was happy all the time Is it darkness that inspires us, or passion that requires us To have to stay so loose to be so happy, happy all the time A river of retsina I was happy all the time And though the bank was sorta seedy I was happy all the time So I piled high the stones until the river kindly rose Well dam it all cause I was so damn happy, happy all the time I took the time to breathe cause I was happy all the time Among the rootbuds and the weeds cause I was happy all the time But the peat moss and the leaves took turns with both my feet Until my toes took root and I was happy, I was happy all the time I begged upon the seasons I was happy all the time To strip my rhymes and reasons I was happy all the time And the winter rained like razors and the summer burned like bees And my skin grew thick as bark cause I was happy, I was happy all the time There was fire in the forest I was happy all the time To cleanse our closets for us I was happy all the time And my branches were the first to embrace the scalded earth And my middle opened wide cause I was happy, I was happy all the time Now there's a boy inside my chest and he seems happy all the time Untethered and undressed and just so happy all the time And all the frogs and all the lizards tell him tales of droughts and blizzards And the soil 'neath his toes just feels so rich And just so happy
Writer(s): Danny Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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