It's Fiction - Joie De Vivre
White like smoke bleeds into the open air
From dimly lit horizons bent on changing your mind
Toward something more anchored than I could ever be
Something more engaging and easier to see
So quiet and calm in the sunlight on a Sunday morning
Is all I expect from growing older
And more content with having little of what I wanted
And having little of what I have gained
I'll forfeit what I'd like to call my home
And what little left that I own for a heartfelt apology
Or a heartfelt war
I guess it's better if you lead us away
I guess it's better if you lead us away
Stay and celebrate the new year
Fall asleep with your conscience right and your eyes set forward
Celebrate the new year
Fall asleep with your conscience right and your eyes set forward
Celebrate the new year
Fall asleep with your conscience right and your eyes set forward
Remember those late night stories
And every wide dream that left you singing
O captain o captain can I find my way through this night
And am I welcome on my way back home
It's more than shallow water
It's more than fertile land
I remember every miscalculation and every slight of hand
Stay and celebrate the new year
Fall asleep with your conscience right and your eyes set forward
Celebrate the new year
Fall asleep with your conscience right and your eyes set forward
