Songs to live by

Maybe...

Its time to write again.

I have my notebook and my pen,

Lying on my bed.

And I cry,

Watching angels die.

Too much injustice in life,

So much I can hardly open eyes.

Maybe its time to decide,

To fly or just cry.

Maybe I'll wipe off my eyes,

And everything will come to life.

I'm finally feeling alive...

Maybe,

The world will change,

Stop just for a day,

Heal the insane,

And cure the sane.

Maybe,

Nothing will fall,

Happiness for all,

As we came to a stall.

Maybe,

We'll look at each others eyes,

And instead see our souls,

And pretend we're alive.

Maybe,

The wrongs will be right,

As the rights go wrong,

According to this song.

Maybe,

Tomorrow I will wake,

And everything will be okay,

Because every day is a new day.

Another rebirth,

Another day,

Another rejoice,

A heart full of faith.

And I...

Don't mind,

Our hearts combined.

Maybe tomorrow,

Maybe next week,

Maybe awake,

Maybe asleep.

For all the believers,

And all the achievers,

All the retrievers,

The givers and receivers.

For all the writers,

And imagineers,

Our dreams aren't as far to reach,

As to the end of our years.