The key to our happiness is always defined
By this little thing unavailable at the time
And so our days are spent forever running
For a goal forever changing beneath us
For this little thing becomes that little thing
Because every time we get this little thing
We want something else, something new
And so we have another little thing
To get along our way toward...what?
But then again, what is life without wanting
This little thing or that?
This little thing makes life worth living
Because living means wanting
Even if it is just wanting to live.
Life without this little thing is death
Because there is always some thing
Some little thing worth having.