Maybe

I feel sorta hollow
And my head feels like the crowd
And I know you don't mean to pretend
But you pretend anyway
So nothing will change

Counting the ways you put yourself to sleep
The days you put away for safe-keeping

For maybe yes
For maybe no
For maybe not
Or just
Or just maybe

We're still alive
I hear your kind words
And that's some kind of miracle
It all sounds sorta hollow
And all that's better left unsaid
Will never make it across our bed
When you close the distance
Then what opens?
What if all that's never said
And all that's in our heads
What if all that's never said
Goes said?

Counting the ways to put yourself to sleep
The days you put away for safe-keeping

For maybe yes
For maybe no
For maybe not
Or just
Or just maybe

For maybe yes
For maybe no
Or just maybe
Or just maybe

Ahhhh
Ahhhh



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Kelly Ferris
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