Who Knows Where How Happiness Truly Grows

Not built for fame. Not made for scale. No branded ask, no bullshit mask. Just words that breathe. Who knows. EPx29.

Audio

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Lyrics

Some good people are wondering
Where the time goes, what I'm doing,
And I just sing, oh well, who knows
Where, how happiness truly grows…

I just made songs everyone missed
No release hype, no fancy twist
No secret spin, no hidden grin
Like asking god where we’ve all been
A gift of pause, instead of speed
Praising the truth, the peace we need

No branded ask, no bullshit mask
Just words that breathe, a divine task
They’ll tell you, “find your niche and stay”
(But in French, it means doghouse, hell yeah)
Not built for fame, nor made for scale
I dare to care, no fear, no fail

[Chorus]
They’ll call you worthless, if you’re not for sale
But meaning just ain’t something cheap, shipped by mail
They’ll brand you useless, claim you must reach wide
But Soul does matter, lies kill us inside

It’s not judgment that I bring
But curiosity’s a stubborn thing
Why do you mock what won’t compete?
Why shame what’s small, so soft and sweet?
Why Must power be loud and proud?
Can you Hear love cry through a crowd?

[Chorus]
They’ll call you worthless, if you’re not for sale
But meaning just ain’t something cheap, shipped by mail
They’ll brand you useless, claim you must reach wide
But Soul does matter, lies kill us inside

If purpose bends to profit’s rule
Is our soul a corporate tool?
Kindness blooms where the pain grows
Brave hearts beat with what love knows

[Final Chorus]
They’ll call you useless, let them bark their piece
But try singing it, you might feel peace

Time just won’t tell, gone on sale
While Earth screams hell, we know too well
Time proved Time won’t testify
It shrugs and laughs while winners lie

Until the day, we all ask why
Until the time, tyrants all die…

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Time don’t tell, it hides and sells
The Earth screams hot, we know too well
Time proved Time won’t testify
It shrugs and laughs while tyrants lie
Until the day we all… die.