Molly Venter - What brings you joy

Oh my most beautiful man
I have been melted by your hands
But there's something underneath your skin
I don't understand

And it may just be our age
I know we did not grow up the same
But what you plan to do with all that outrage

And I hear you making noise
Baby you can raise your voice
But I want to know what brings you joy

Oh... I thought you were too old to get this mad
Oh... and you think I'm too naive to feel this sadness

We've been living in the corner of this room
Scared that the rest is dark and gloom
They are just places we haven't let the light through

So help me get this fire stoked
Then you can shoot me your best joke
I'll show you what gives me hope

Oh... I thought you were too old to get this mad
Oh... and you think I'm too naive to feel this sadness

I can't argue with the facts
We just may blow ourselves to black
But all that I can do is change the way I act

So when it is my time to go
I hope I find a bed of stone
And die like a hero coming home

Oh... I thought you were too old to get this mad
Oh... and you think I'm too naive to feel this sadness....