Everything's Wonderful

Why must the birds sing when it's raining deep inside
 Must the light refract like that as I reenact our last goodbye
 He could have been a soldier
 And I could have been his prize
 But it wasn't worth fighting for
 It came as no surprise
 He could have been a stallion
 And I could have been his ride
 But he spooked when the wind blew
 And the cinch wasn't tight
 He picked me up
 Then he dropped me on my ass
 I could have shattered
 But honey I'll tell you
 Everything's wonderful
 Why do you ask?
 The birds they chirp for no one and the dusk it cannot hide
 The residue from unlit stars that stain my weathered hide
 He could have been a blind man
 And I could have been his sight
 But he had a sheperd
 Who kept him warm at night
 And he picked me up...