So silly
Happiness grows on trees,
and the sky bleeds water.
We flood the streets,
as we kiss the yellow sun.
Let’s run in cans,
and make ourselves dizzy.
Life is so silly,
we don’t have to have a
brick.
Happiness lives on flowers,
and the clouds cry tears.
We flood the streets,
as we spin the yellow sun.
Let’s run in cans,
and make ourselves dizzy.
Life is so silly,
we don’t have to give a
brick.
