Perhaps

Perhaps A beat was left out from our heart For the bombs are falling right now Where does our compassion start? When we’re lost from here somehow Nothing is turning out right When there are suffering around to find Come gather abundance of light To guide those out that are blind Bring better ways to our home Much can be done with those seeds When seedlings grow around chromosome Of the bombardments shell deeds You are my world that I live in I may grow prospects from you roots So much to conquer and give in Of your many ways unlike beauts Give me a reason to fill with beats Each of your streets in the distance Every hope in the would-be meets Shall come again to have existence Perhaps A beat was left out from our heart But we must awake our fiery glows And raise its characters in the restart Of tomorrow’s of ‘Nobody Knows’