Uneventful Happiness

Lately I've begun to wonder
Why I think so much about being
Connecting dots for cyclical meaning
No one else would understand

Sometimes I wish that I could chill
And be distracted by the little thrills
When prehistoric failures sting
I find it hard to be okay

Their identities intertwined
Laughing to themselves and I
can't figure out how one of them
Doesn't wanna find the door

You can't tell me he's satisfied
With never knowing chance at all
I don't get how he's sleeping in
With all his chips cashed away

Maybe I just haven't found it
Or maybe I'm not deserving of a
Night where nothing matters
but a tiny hole in her jeans

She'll be waking soon to find her
uneventful happiness
Reminding her that nothings missed
Roll over and start the day

It's funny how we fight to reach
An old man's wisdom with a childs peace
Fully aware when we arrive
It won't do us any good

You and I will have our moments
Somewhere between the dust and madness
When we're there we'll stand above them
And count those seconds down