Simple

Simple is happy. Happy is simple. Complex is chaos. Chaos has order. Order is simple. Simple is happy.

When I came round it was still the war on poverty
Now for my children the war on terror

There is order poverty cold terror
Complex chaos builds institutions across generations

It was a war on relative poverty
It is a war on relative terror

We believed the cold war was important
We lost our threads of humanity

My grandma died in the cold war
They had to build weapons it was our priority

We now know the treatment that was required
They had time but were not given the resources

Order has priorities
There are new secrets every day

New research say people 50 are the happiest
Same research has no idea why

These are relative statistics
but there is no war in them

Poverty is there to guide us, not to go with to war
Terror to comfort, a simple hard truth

Simple is happy
happy simple

Lyndon wished war an answer
but war is fog chaos

Complex is chaos
Chaos has order, we make truth hard

Don't need to solve the problems of the world
The world we have

The jobs we don't want we can usually do the best
What we know best we always see the flaws

If we didn't see the flaws we are like so much locust
There are flaws in all our structures we only know and love so many

We have no idea what we are looking at most of the time
My guess is at 50 most people get some idea they do for awhile

We seem to peak
That is to be avoided and an order