Happiness Writes White
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Credits
- Written by Huffman/Lin/Nelson, © Song-Based Songs (ASCAP)
- French horn by Jacob Hoffman
Lyrics
Ariella, 7:30
I don’t wanna get up yet
Listen to the morning music
cursing the alarm you set
As you know, I’ve never been a praying man
I don’t need a God to make me feel all right
But if you wonder why I never wrote you a song
it’s because happiness writes whiteI try to put it into words
but the words just sound like mistakes
I try to find a set of chords
but you know how long that takes me
I can’t trust my fingers
I can’t trust my tongue
The work is too important
and we’re no longer young, after all
When I consider what you put up with
I’m amazed you still have skin
When I consider what you mean to me
it’s everything
It’s everythingAriella, 11:30
I don’t wanna go to sleep
turn the TV off already
curse the hours we have to keep
as you know, I’ve never been a confident man
I’ve been in the tall grass all my life
Until you came along
now there’s one less thing wrong
Even though happiness writes whiteI know happiness writes white
I know happiness writes white
Ariella, are you sleeping?
Quotes
SCN: “Happiness Writes White” succeeds as an utterly sincere, retroactively poignant, depiction of uxoriousness and paean to a 10-year relationship that saw me through my 20s—even though my early 30s saw it disintegrate, the song still rings true; it was written in answer to a challenge from the song’s subject (whose name always sounded to me like it should have been sung) to write a simple love song, not another ambivalent one about how complicated emotions can be; I often wonder if she was daring me to do more than just write lyrics; credit to Jeff for knowing what I meant when I said it should sound like The Zombies, and then not making it sound just like The Zombies, and eternal gratitude to Aaron, Jeff, and Michael, too for being willing to stand with me (and not for the first time) while I sing something so richly, indulgently personal.10A
References
Le bonheur écrit à l’encre blanche sur des pages blanches.
(Happiness writes in white ink on a white page.
) — Henry de Montherlant, Don Juan (1956), Act II, Scene IV