Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin - Happy Things lyrics

It's the happy things That make me cry When they're within my grasp And I let them pa** by Like wild game You could never tame I know better than to try I can only watch them Disappear within my mind Though I couldn't be your other half Nor the one to make you come The ties are not undone Like a lion fed I will lay my head On whoever's thighs are warm It may not last forever But it's hard to live alone It's the happy things Like holding each other tight Or the kindness in the smile A stranger gives sometimes But when it comes of course I'm like a frightened horse I go kicking all around I throw it off my back and Watch it shatter on the ground