Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won't

The Young Veins

I don't want to find my home
 Just wonder what happened to it
 My hands are cotton stones
 Who stole all my bones?

 All my forgotten poems
 Are a joke
 What do I know, baby wood rose
 Doesn't it show?
 People get old when they're alone

 Seven days over the seashells
 Sunk so many leagues,
 Will you come visit me?
 Finally finding sleep,
 We'll swim around in dreams,
 Stay afloat

 Maybe we will
 Maybe we won't
 Doesn't it show?
 People get old when they're alone

 Maybe I will, maybe I won't
 Maybe I will, maybe I won't

 The weather is impeccable
 Riding to a festival,
 When suddenly it's grey

 Do not be afraid,
 For the wind it doesn't stay
 It blows and goes away
 It blows and blows
 But never shows it's face

 Doesn't it show,
 People get old when they're alone
 What do I know?
 Maybe I will, maybe I won't

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 Maybe I will, maybe I won't (Maybe I will, maybe I won't)
 Maybe I will, maybe I won't