Maybe I'll start a gratitude journal Why does it sound so hard? Know that I'm lucky, I should be happy Why does it sound so hard? I think I feel guilty that I can't always feel The things I ought to feel I think that I wonder if it means that I'm not real The things I ought to feel Ooh Ooh Maybe I'll start a gratitude journal Come up with three things each day How soon would I run out, and why do I doubt That the project would last through May? I think I feel guilty that I can't always feel The things I want to feel I think that I wonder if that means that they're not real The things I want to feel Maybe I'll start a happiness journal For things that just make me smile In essence the same, just different in name But maybe that could go on for a while Ooh Ooh Rethinking gratitude as not an obligation But as whatever feeling you wanna feel more often Like when the world finally comes into focus Or maybe when it starts to soften If you can't internalize it, maybe you can still externalize it Cling to fleeting moments, or at least the ones that cling to You You