I have no idea

 

Smell the night autumn air

Hearing a simple song

So beautiful, so fair

 

Waiting for time to come

For this world to be good again

Waiting for the hour to come

For this pain to go away.

 

Can the rain purify our sins?

Can the clouds carry us to heaven?

I have no idea

Will we remain stranded in this coma called life for long?

I have no idea

 

Shall God send back Jesus?

Shall the monsters come out of the earth?

I have no idea

 

Can the pain dwindle?

That it cracks up from a simple smile.

I have no idea.