maybe

[verse]

Carriages drifting,
“Next station…” in the distance.
Faces without meaning —
Time frozen in grey.

And I walk between them.

[verse]

It feels familiar,
As if it already happened.
Or maybe it’s waiting,
Somewhere beyond tomorrow.

And I will return to it.

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Cold droplets on windows,
Faint shadows on ceilings —
Fragments of memory,
Shifting like winter winds,

Yet dreams still follow.

[chorus]

And my heart stays silent —
But something still binds me.
A scream or a whisper,
A reason to run — yet I’m standing.

With the rain on my back.

A memory turned frozen,
The echo of losing —
I walk through the stillness,
Between running and breaking,

And the shadow remains.

[verse]

Then silence returns,
But warmer, uncertain.
Not lonely — not hollow,
Eyes linger softly,

Stepping out slowly.

[verse]

And again, the carriages.
And sadness beside me.
Maybe fate,
But someday, surely,

Everything will happen.

[chorus]

And my heart stays silent —
But something still binds me.
A scream or a whisper,
A reason to run — yet I’m standing.

With the rain on my back.

A memory turned frozen,
The echo of losing —
I walk through the stillness,
Between running and breaking,

And the shadow remains.

[verse]

The soft sound of the streets
Feels strangely gentle.
I’m not in a hurry,
My steps are slow,

And my soul turns quiet.

[verse]

Maybe it will soothe me,
Or maybe surprise me.
Someday — not now,
Still, I keep holding on,

For what else is there?

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Days pass slowly,
Then fade without warning.
I do not mind —
I smile to myself,

For tonight, you are near.