Along this railway of life
My train of thoughts
Sends up smoky conclusions
To the heavens.
I mean smoky confusions.
If...
A question that burns my every thought to smoke.
If.
If Mecury was our planet and not a liquid in Chemistry
If I were to be a girl and not a boy
If I were to love dolls and not toys
If there was no God to rule and law was free to be.
If there was no life
If there exist no death
If the clouds were blue and the Sun white
If knowledge I knew with every sight
If sand were gold
If gold were stone
If tears were honey
We shed when we're horny
If...
If...
I'm cursed to walk down the aisle with Questions for a bride
Doubt for the minister
Confusion for my Best Man
And fear for a compass.
One day, I know
That one day
One way or another
Order will ride this brother
Who writes to you his bothers.
One day, his train will arrive at his station
And there to welcome him home
Will be all the answers
To his life's search
To his IFs.
-Godwine
