A flicker of hope, among anathemum smoke
ill light a match to find my way
pour gasoline, on the excess of steam
and let it radiate the day
and i swear ill never lose hope, as long as i never lose my way
and then maybe...
maybe everything will work out perfectly
or maybe i lost my sight before i could see
or maybe the entire world, really is against me
or maybe you and me were really meant to be
but then again...
Maybes, are just whispers of impossibilities
its all slipping apart
even my mind, is telling me to follow my heart
but I'm at the hard part
I'm blind to the past, but i need to remember what i forgot
should i tell her or should i not?
the future is blind, you never know quite what you've got
and you'll never know if you've got what you sought
'till you try, and maybe then...
Risks are a part of life
a paradigm of sorts, filled with eternal strife
you'll never know what could have been
a life of bliss, or endless ridiculing
live for the day! and to live you've got to
strive for life, and fight to live
never give up, and give all you can give
leap for the impossible, and trip on the simple
Carpe Diem, live by that principle
....and maybe then....
