[Lyric] Maybe (Atch & Michael Shynes)

[Verse 1]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
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—
[Verse 2]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
To the echo of my mind
Goodbye