Happiness Hours - The Sidekicks

Tried to get to know that guy Steven

Couldn’t really access any of those thoughts

It starts out as a childhood familiar feeling

But then it all just gets lost in the wash

Of thoughts like

'every gigantic white cross

Is made by the same gigantic white cross company'

And I think about that because I’m from the midwest

And I have a vague interest in the art of market cornering

Or 'hey, maybe someday you’ll have a baby'

The same way we were babies

Well isn’t that shit crazy

How I think in these terms lately

Happiness comes in hours

Distraction is a daze

Lovers deserve flowers

Love is just a phrase

That I invented somewhere around Summit Avenue

I’m in love with the idea of you

I started searching for my story

Mythologizing that man

Who’s at the center of all those plot twists

Oh hey, there’s your character again

But if I rearrange the story

Or magnify what I see

Or execute a freeze-frame

Moments can just be

So

If happiness comes in hours

Well it looks like it’s that time again for me

Gravestones deserve flowers

Lovers deserve poetry

That I crafted cleverly to be sung in key of G

To give a moment some clarity

(well a poet would say a moment’s like)

They’d say it’s like a picture in a frame

Or the clouds before the rain

The rumbling of a train before the tracks abruptly end

It’s the car before it quits on the way to your first day of work

Or the last day of school

Still feeling the cool of the air

Through your patented moon-roof

Hearing the blown subwoofer mumbling some sung truth

It was your daily rock-block of Jimmy Eat, Joni, and The Jam

It’s the calming 'California' chorus

Just before the engine slam

…'California, I’m coming home'