Maybe Someday
1-2-3-4
Water
the inner greatness
surrounds the world
Magma
fills her mind with
evil and corruption
We
wait for the
lies to end
but they don't
She
minds the bend
yet we know she won't come
Maybe someday
She'll come around
Maybe someday
We'll be hell-bound
Someday....
Hilly
Plains distant pain
sneaking in our kind
We are
the savors of
everything
Because
Maybe someday
She'll come around
Maybe someday
We'll be snow-bound
Maybe someday
You'll see the neon signs
Maybe someway
We'll know...
...Someday
-The Year 2,000s (AKA The Y2Ks)
Copyright © Ryan Emerald | Year Posted 2011
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