The Great Maybe

When the days become short
We're coming out of the darkness
Till our feet fall sore
We're coming out with the sunset
We're the great maybe, yeah

Screaming out from the top of our lungs
We must be going on
Chasing down the nightmares one by one
We never will be gone

When the days become short
We're coming out of the darkness
Till our feet fall sore
We're coming out with the sunset
We're the great maybe, yeah

Screaming out from the top of our lungs
We must be going on
Chasing down the nightmares one by one

We set the world on fire
We set the world on fire
We set the world while we were waiting for the great maybe