Maybe. Baby
We see the moon, and we wonder about its many faces. We see shadow, forgetting we may be casting it. We see pain, not stopping to wonder we may be causing it. Maybe. Just maybe.
Songbirds will die. But the songs won't
Lyricists may betray. But lyrics don't
The flesh is mere carbon. And all carbon dies
Love the love, not the lover. There won't be any lies
Feel the warmth, not the heat. Its intoxicating beat
Feel tomorrow, not the tears. Dancing its redeeming feet
Senses are oceans and the cosmos is you. Drown now
The moon will be there, but the moonlight won't. Feel now
Strange are the ways of flesh and bones. But memory is different
Words are arrows, flown and gone. But time is a letter sent
Whatever we do, we biocarbon fools. Time is gently smiling
Life is a river, flow on it must. Whether we are noticing or whiling
Many are the faces of the one moon we know. And we are only bathing
Ice cube words or hot water thoughts. Upto us, whether it's soothing or scathing
Many are the turns of the circus called life. But living is a story we tell
All that we do, and call it living. Can be a scream or a church bell
But the story gets written. Whether we write it or not
The stage is set, acts are playing. Whether we're ready or not
There are no small roles, only small actors. The first rule of drama, my dear
Prayer books or whiskey. See the light and just be near
Maybe, baby, just maybe. We may still have a chance
Maybe, sweetheart, just maybe. Our feet haven't forgotten to dance
Maybe, luv, just maybe. There is a corner yet to turn
Maybe, healer, just maybe. It's medicine though it feels like a burn
Maybe we're morons. Maybe we're not
Maybe it's us idiots. That tied this sailor's knot
Maybe we blind fools never saw what we got
Maybe, just maybe, we will outlive the rot
Maybe there's a heaven. Maybe there is not
Maybe afterlife, is the dream of a tiny tot
Maybe there's infinity. Beyond our imagination
Maybe, just maybe, the train hasn't yet left the station
Maybe there's a songbird, that will never die
Maybe the lyricists will never ever lie
Maybe the flesh, will outlive its fate
Maybe, just maybe, we'll escape destiny's bait
Maybe there's a maybe, but the will is stronger
Maybe life is short, but desire is longer
Maybe there's a way, to find the unfindable
Maybe, just maybe, this is our story. Not a mere fable