why do you write sad songs?

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all last night i dreamt i was running away
first a bus, then a boat, then a car, then a plane
when i landed i was right back here again
some days when the wind blows in from the west
trees sway, leaves dance, it’s like the land of the blessed
but here i stand with this hole in my chest
miles from the goal, though i gave it my best,
so what can i say, what can i do
seems all my crayons are blue
sunshine, flowers, beaches, and baby’s breath
and a heaven that rights all the wrongs
starlight, ice cream, life after death
so why do you write sad songs?
lying on the floor praying for the ceiling to fall
but there’s a wall, and a wall, and a wall, and a wall
after years on the rack, i’m still just two foot small
the sun pours down, heats the air for the birds
first they dart, then they dive, then return to the herd
i watch through the window but i can’t find the words
except ‘unimportant,’ ‘blank,’ and ‘absurd’
it’s nothing new
how about you?
angels, baseball, pumpkins, and valentines
and a heaven that rights all wrongs
ice skates, swing sets, silver mines
so why do you write sad songs?
ask neil young or mister dylan
maybe john lennon had some control
of what lived in his soul
yesterday i read the news online
about a man, and his fists, and his boots, and his wife
seems he beat her within an inch of her life
good thing a security cam caught it all
he grabbed her head, slammed it down, right there in the mall
kicked her hard in the throat as she was trying to crawl
you think you’ve seen it all
but there’s always more they can do,
seems most horror stories are true
sunshine, flowers, beaches, and baby’s breath
and a heaven that rights all the wrongs
starlight, ice cream, life after death
so why do you write sad songs?
angels, baseball, pumpkins, and valentines
and the weak will defeat the strong
ice skates, swing sets, lonesome pines
so why do you write sad songs?