I'm in love with the song "Happiness" by The Fray. It hit me this morning as I sat at a coffee shop. One minute I'm writing a dratted synopsis; the next, I'm wiping tears off my face. The individual metaphors are beautiful, such as the verse about the firecracker, but it's the final punch of assigning the pronoun "she" to happiness that hit me hard. Then suddenly it's about missing the happiness of one woman in particular. And the line, "Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good" is just rip-your-heart-out true. Gorgeous.

"Happiness" by The Fray (from my current fave, their new self-titled release)

Happiness was just outside my window.
I thought it'd cras, blowing eighty miles an hour.
But happiness is a little more like knocking
On your door--you just let it in.

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow.
Let it be--you can't make it come or go.
But you are gone, not for good but for now,
And gone for now feels a lot like gone for good.

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard.
Happiness was never mine to hold.
Careful child, light the fuse and get away,
Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks.

Happiness damn near destroys you,
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor.
So you tell yourself, "That's enough for now,"
But happiness has a violent roar.

Happiness, it's like the old man told me:
"Look for it and you'll never find it all,
But let it go, live your life and leave it,
Then one day you'll wake up and she'll be home."

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