The Pursuit of Joy

Everything I do is the pursuit of joy

It has nothing to do with you

I'm a conceited boy

I look for what may be heavenly

Even with silly things or my cander

You don't really hold a candle to me

From photographs to paint on the canvas

To stars and luster and romance

I know I can have it more your way

I guess I took a chance

But I have something to say

And I'm not divorced from reality

And I investigate my pain my rage

And even when I'm locked in a cage

My hopes my dreams have come true

And I truly do thank you