'Joy of Living'

Joie de Vivre:          [zhwaduh vee-vruh] 

Word Origin

French.

1.

a delight in being alive; keen, carefree enjoyment of living.

Origin

literally, joy of living

 

ref: Dictionary.com

 

 

Well tomorrow may not be like any other day
It's so hard to know now, what with the collective they

See lately they've been swinging high the wrecking ball
Tipping dirt on the foundations I spent so long upon
Making sure they would be strong

But you and I
We are hard as stone
You and I
We are hard as stone

I may empty out my pockets in their hat one day
Then I'll turn my back and I will simply walk away

They may think it over and reach out their hand
But I'll have long since disappeared by then like water in the sand
You see gold was all that they had planned

But you and I
We are hard as stone
You and I
We are hard as stone

They're like pawns on attack
And I am back here castling
Trying to find my feet
Find my joie de vivre again
But I can't make it on my own
I may need something strong
That I can build new hope upon

Well you and I
We are hard as stone
You and I
We are hard as stone
You and I
You and I
You and I
You and I
Baby, you and I
You and I

It seems as if I had lost my 'joie de vivre' my 'joy of living', and in a whirlwind of events, an adventure unlike any other, a story unravels. A tale I might never believe had I not lived it. As this story unfolds, there is a plethora of emotion, unbelief, fear and confusion, but, there is love. Real love! A love of life, otherwise known as 'Joie de Vivre!'