Twenty Twelve - Matt Maeson

Maybe I’ll stay right here

Maybe I’ll keep this mind

Maybe I’ll live in this moment forever

Maybe I’ll speak to you

Maybe I’ll walk this line

Maybe I’ll adjust to adjusting together

I could open the door and breathe in the dust

I could walk through those flames 'til I don’t feel their touch

Oh, but how can I leave when I know what’s out there?

Maybe I’ll lie to you

Maybe I’ll play this role

Maybe I’ll act like my act is together

Maybe I’ll cope with life without hope

Maybe I’ll open the door and fall through the floor

I could open the door and breathe in the dust

I could walk through those flames 'til I don’t feel their touch

Oh, but how can I leave when I know what’s out there?

Maybe I could stop focusing on the particular

Could you help me stop focusing on the particular?

Oh, focusing on the particular