Maybe It'll Shine
Embracing Tomorrow's Light: Nick Andrew Staver's Reflective Melody
Lyrics
Hear the echo thunder down the hall
Hearing the reverberation echoing through the corridor
There's busy feet on the tiled floor
Noticing bustling activity on the tiled floor
I never could sit through the wait
Expressing impatience or discomfort with waiting
Feel the cold stare from the on-call desk
Feeling a cold, stern gaze from the on-call desk
Her eyes haven't left me yet
Being observed intensely by her eyes
I never could sit through the wait
Reiterating discomfort with waiting
The radio signal dims
Noticing a weakening radio signal
The world's hanging on by a single thread
Describing a precarious state of the world
They say tomorrow the sun's supposed to rise
Hearing the expectation of the sun rising tomorrow
If we're lucky, maybe it'll shine
Expressing hope that, if fortunate, the sun will shine
See the light from the chapels on
Observing light from the chapels
And the sign says the Chaplins gone
Noting the absence of the Chaplain
Says "you hang around I'll be back in a few"
Quoting a message implying a short absence
As if it was as easy as that
Reflecting on the simplicity of hanging a sign
To hang a sign and forget
Commenting on the ease of forgetting with a sign
I don't think I could if I wanted to
Expressing difficulty in forgetting, even if desired
The radio signal dims
Reiterating a weakening radio signal
The worlds hanging on by a single thread
Reiterating the precarious state of the world
They say tomorrow the sun's supposed to rise
Reiterating the expectation of the sun rising tomorrow
If we're lucky, maybe it'll shine
Reiterating hope for the fortunate possibility of sunshine
Do you remember when Mama asked me to pray?
Recalling a moment when Mama asked for prayer
When it comes to this I've got nothing to say
Expressing a lack of words or insight in a particular situation
I've been lying to myself, you and everyone else
Admitting to deception towards oneself and others
I'm not ok
Confessing emotional struggle with not being okay
The radio signal dims
Reiterating a weakening radio signal
The worlds hanging on by a single thread
Reiterating the precarious state of the world
They say tomorrow the sun's supposed to rise
Reiterating the expectation of the sun rising tomorrow
If we're lucky, maybe it'll shine
Reiterating hope for the fortunate possibility of sunshine
If we're lucky, maybe it'll shine
Repeating the hope for the sun to shine if lucky
If we're lucky, maybe it'll shine
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