Our Happy Home

All it takes is just a little bit of effort
All it takes is just a little bit so try and follow to their lead now
They think of all that's happened, all that's been bled and sacrificed
A little less like her is all they ever wanted her to be
Ever the fixation on the thoughts of prying eyes
Their stares and muttered musings
Must be giveaways of what they're thinking of
Force assimilation for the shame's too great to bring to light
But what would people think if they knew
About this condition on their love?
Oh, as they stand among the ruins
As they watch the panicked tears
They flow in ceaseless cycles
She leaves the room
He says "Today's a lost cause, tomorrow might be better
We owe ourselves a brief reprieve" he selfishly suggests
"There's nothing we've done to deserve such bitter words"
He justifies while lost inside his own self-righteous fantasy
Now a careless echo forms in the peaceful place they used to live
A shadow of a faux resilience, and their old capacity to give
Replaced by the strain and the weight of a lack of humility
From an essential source
And why does it ease your mind
Can you rest your head in knowing
You did all you were willing to do
But what is it you're going to lose?

You've drawn the line in the difference between
What it means to endure and what it means
To be so stubborn, to be so inflexible
Wallow in the gutter, deny cause this you can't redeem