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Written by Days
REFRAIN
....or maybe not
....Maybe she waits
...whatever the case
....The maybe is not
VERSE
There's a confident strain that will remain in the reverb
longer than the game and stronger than those three words
But less lovely and if that's ugly then so be it
Born with a mind freer even than the whole meaning
And well, well-open to the possibilities
Your strength lies in grace obviously not humility
-->Killing me is he willing to be worthy of her question?
She got his head, heart, his Jersey and his connection
->Lessons leap out at an all-time high
Essence leaks slow
Greenhouse eats all nine skies
Now time-wise, wonder if he could've spent it better
When you only taste the bitters you reconsider endeavors
Thin ink, think, thinking, thanks, whats a thought
When the blinking has now got in the way of the walk
In stride they pray for his halt
In tides of laying the chalk
Inside relaying and displaying flavors of salt
Open savor the eye like the sky pushed clouds away
Pull the clouds and stay she took his heart
Looks like art freshly endowed with spray
The crowd was wowed and stayed
Whats lost was sweat a wrecked set a mic check and the now is made and how it fades
A hook might start
Maybe
REFRAIN
....or maybe not
....Maybe she waits
...whatever the case
....The maybe is not
VERSE
You may be on the other side of
This uprise and buzz we ride up
Like a mile worn down and tied up
the caffeines worn off and slowed down
And you aint sure just where it is, i and i would go now
Which direction at what time and why where?
Which intersection or intervention; which side there?
Or here already equipped like your right arm
The right care hit you for a bright start like tight jar
Nobody wants to be around for the dark endings
We spark tinder to keep torch when the mark's sending
Around a blind corner leading off to who would know
Grasping your trust and your wits and all of the tools of old
And new ones used to climb summits in search of fools gold
Cool is gold,
too many stress over cold jewels
Old news is new news left to cold views pay per
With paper you could either lose or reuse it later
REFRAIN
....or maybe not
....Maybe she waits
...whatever the case
....The maybe is not
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