Maybe (feat. Robbie Rosen)

Szaby, ALUR
Album : Maybe

I took a stroll on Bourbon Street
I was searchin’ for a new sound
It might as well have been Grace Lane
With the spirits that were walkin’ around
What if I’ve been wrong this whole time
And there’s nothing left to fear
And I wasted all of these years
My sister, wrong trombone
Makes me really, really, really wanna let it go
And my brother, on the sacks
When she really, really, really wanna let it pass
My father in the sky
Makes me really, really, really wanna let it fly
And I’m flying, I’m flying, I’m flying
It’s got me thinkin’ that maybe
everything will turn out fine
That all the pieces of darkness
are just echoes in my mind
Echoes in my mind
Echoes in my mind
Echoes in my
You got to rise from poetry
Even if no one ever finds out
You gotta taste a little dirt
That just means that you are working it out
My sister, wrong trombone
Makes me really, really, really wanna let it go
And my brother, on the sacks
When she really, really, really wanna let it pass
My father in the sky
Makes me really, really, really wanna let it fly
And I’m flying, I’m flying, I’m flying
It’s got me thinkin’ that maybe
everything will turn out fine
That all the pieces of darkness
are just echoes in my mind
Echoes in my mind
Echoes in my mind
Echoes in my
It’s got me thinkin’ that maybe
everything will turn out fine
(These are echoes in my mind)
That all the pieces of darkness
they were never on my side
goodbye