I want to be a happy person
In a life prescribed by fairy tale
I want to sing out in faith, fall in love, dance until midnight
Surround myself in a golden haze
And to feel only the basest joy and sadness
And never think about the end of my days

But I can only long for that life
For it is barred from me, permanently
I have met Chance and
Death
And they have whispered to me
Words of unspeakable tyranny

The trade of happiness for knowledge is enough to make you want to die, my dear

I cry now at sunlight and stream
Lost in silent, silver tears
There is such beauty here

What would you give up for what was promised in a dream?
Life itself?
If you could, would you undo what has been done?

I want to be a happy person
Yet the world has run into my arms full force
I cannot help but cradle it gently
And softly sing my hopes in its ear

I whisper a lullaby
to give away the peace I will never again hold as my own.