A Buddhist on the subway tells me that
What you want is rarely, if ever, what you need
And, of course, I argued the point like a completely, self-righteous, idiot
I was looking for perfection
And it found me right between the eyes
All this time we've spent in bliss
You know, like all things, it has to fade away
The devil says beware
'Cause when you ask, you might get what you want
The devil, he may care
When you ask, you might get what you want
So now I spend most of my time waiting for things to happen
Letting the wind take me where it will
Only when it's done do you lose the veil
You get so blind, you never see the light coming down the tracks
It keeps me hanging from a thread
Devil drives the train, Devil pass me by
This is the happy song I wrote for you
You know, this is the happy song I never wrote for you
And after all this time
And after all the lies
Never dreamed you would seem to me
Little more than an ugly waste of time
After all these precious opportunities
That I had to set things right
Dissolve like regrets in heaven, they do
And she said
あなたの名前をゆっきーに
かくけれでも何も言わない
This is the happy song I wrote for you
This is the happy song I never wrote for you
After all this time
And after all the lies
Never dreamed you would seem to me
Little more than an ugly waste of time
After all these precious opportunities
That I had to set things right
Dissolve like regrets in heaven
Zen, Buddhist, Heaven
