A Joy I Cannot Meet (Ending Version) Lyrics

The mosquito's buzz disturbs my peace

Reality blurs it won't release

All the noise around feels like a shout

I'm barefoot lost wandering about.

But does it matter if it's Wednesday night?

I'm on the edge nothing feels right

Tired of being unseen unheard

Knowing my fate's already conferred.

And the priest still says we're all the same

We should join hands and play this game

But I'm done I've had enough of this

Worshipping idols like my parents did.

And the priest still claims I'll find my bliss

That I'll someday own my happiness

But this theology so naïve and sweet

It's just a mask for joy I cannot meet.

I'm not trying to rebel or resist

I've watched Woodstock's tale persist

Even Machado de Assis once knew

There's no good reason to feel this new.

The promises fade as they always do

Nothing's as bright nothing is true

I've seen it all the highs the lows

And yet the doubt just grows and grows.

And the priest still says we're all the same

We should join hands and play this game

But I'm done I've had enough of this

Worshipping idols like my parents did.

And the priest still claims I'll find my bliss

That I'll someday own my happiness

But this theology so naïve and sweet

It's just a mask for joy I cannot meet.

So leave me here with the noise and dust

With broken dreams and faded trust

I've seen the world for what it is

And I won't pretend it's filled with bliss.