When was the last time that you felt Joy in your life?
Was it this morning as you said goodbye?
Was it years ago before all the suffering and the strife ?
For those who have lost it.
Will they ever get it back?
Or end it on a lonesome train track?
It's like falling when not awake.
When you awake on the bottom you long for that feeling at the top.
It makes you wonder when Joy decided to stop.
Did we ever know what it was?
Or did you liken it to a whiskey buzz?
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