Again and again in the world, always ringing with "tick-tocks"
Touching the heartless words and loud voices
Even if tears are about to spill
if it were the two of us together
I'm sure mundane happiness could be found

It doesn't matter who the center of that longing is, it's less about the person, and more about the yearning. Mundane happiness. Could there be such a thing? I wouldn't say I'm depressed, I definitely have a lot going for me at the moment, but I feel like something is missing.
"Racing into the night" by Yoasobi