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You Could Be Happy"

You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go

And all the things that I wished I had not said
Are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head

Is it too late to remind you how we were
But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from walking out the door

You could be happy, I hope you are
You made me happier than I'd been by far

Somehow everything I own smells of you
And for the tiniest moment it's all not true

Do the things that you always wanted to
Without me there to hold you back, don't think, just do

More than anything I want to see you, girl
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world

so if you wanna live in this house you gotta dream big..well guess what in my house we have to dream big just to get by in the ordinary stuff..l just turned down the chance to meet up in London and discuss poverty at the house of commons..it would be too much expense if others felt like this would we not be on the way to combatting poverty...l only ask