Maybe Everything - The Silos

Open up your eyes and look at him

Honesty can get you into trouble

Gone a day, a week, don’t look for me

Gone a day, a year, entirely

May have a past, may have a future

Maybe just a day, maybe everything

Where’s the one who speaks so tenderly

Silently she tore herself away

Hours move from one land to the next

Granted love is gone with unseen grace

Deborah, I don’t want to fight you anymore