I feel that it's hard enough to say goodbye. I feel there's the water. Should I sink or dive? An empty plate, fill up my sentimental morning star. I steal the art of putting truth in a lie. I still want the girl that reall caught my eye. But, she lives in Oklahoma City, far away from me. An empty hope chest. I quit the dope quest, And remain independently happy. I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy. I deal with the fact that I've forgiven the worst. I feel that my social behavior may seem somewhat unrehearsed. Another page. A sullen rage. And I'll be back to my normal self. I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy. I drive to the edge of my considerate plain. I apologize to the people I hurt on the way. I wipe the slate clean. I kick the daydream, And remain independently happy. I'm finally happy, happy, independently happy.