This cold weather, driving down unfamiliar roads   Coming home from school under a pitch grey sky   And a highway I haven't tried   Making wrong turns with no sense of direction   The clouds say it'll rain tonight      All these things should make me depressed   But I feel happy instead   And I never appreciated shitty weather more than I did then      And I keep driving that 12 miles back from my school   And I stay happy      This old system, loose joystick, sticky buttons   Knowing something better's just a drawer away   Yet I still try to play what's ten years aged   Realizing nostalgia's feelings we can't recreate   Oh hell, what's gone is gone      Maybe there is always something I could complain about   But I would rather sing about being happy about accepting that life's not perfect   And if life was perfect I'd sing about being happy about accepting life is perfect      Maybe life's not perfect, but at least I got my thoughts, body, and life to sing about