‘Maybe In The Next World…’

All is quiet

There’s no more debate

In the place of love

That lives beyond hate

Crossroads (Part 2)

If all roads lead to hell

Then let me out of the car

As I’m looking for salvation

And I’ve already come too far

Can
we go
for a
walk?

No
pressure
or
anything

But I
just
want
to
talk

About
you

About
me

And
about
what
we’ll
do

Once
we
are
free

It’s
not
your
fault

He
said

Honestly,
it’s
mine

It
doesn’t
matter
anyway

She
said

As we
can’t
go back
in time

We
each
have a
choice

But it
seems
my hands
are tied

My
opinion
I cannot
voice

As my
rights
have been
denied