I live in tropical paradise and the Gulf of Mexico sits outside my door, but South Florida has gone south for me.

Nothing bad happened, but neither have I been quite happy
Happy is the dream we all wake from and yearn to return
Everyone, at least once, for one moment has experienced Happiness
God's most wretched child, warty old man and scarred beauty has tasted a moment of pure joy
and all us wretched warty scarred humans cry for more
How do you hold it
how do you not lose it
where do you turn once it's gone
Private Investigator can't find it for you
only you, and that you is I
I need to feel happiness again
So I'm going to Maine
Maybe I'll find it being sold on the side of the road
Maybe I'll find it near the bottom of a pond
Who know's what could happen in Maine
I know what's here
What's there
Buy a van
pack my bags and paintings
and leave this same
go find me some new
put that smile back on my face
and get with the getting on