It's not easy pulling music from the noise
You walk among the mad with dignity and poise
And when the sadness finds its way into your heart
All the sweetness and light begins its flowing
Weaving miracles like blankets
Working spells before your eyes
The past is heavy like a deep and silent sea
In your slumber it appears to hold the key
And when nostalgia finds its way into your heart
All the sweetness and light begins its flowing
Throwing light upon the waters
As you map the ocean floor
And in the quiet centre
Where the light begins to shine
It's only there that you can
Beat the darkness every time
Oh, it's a kind of happy
It's the best you'll ever know
You draw upon it every day