I wandered far Beyond tomorrow Searching for songs Nobody remembered I am The Troubadour Of Lost Futures I sing for the roads Nobody chose For the stars That almost burned For the lives That almost bloomed Inside forgotten tomorrows I wrote a ballad For a queen Who never lived Beyond sixteen Her castle waits Inside a maybe STILL SINGING STILL SINGING I sang for lovers Who missed their train By thirty seconds In the rain Their children dance In dreams alone STILL WAITING STILL WAITING Some futures vanish Some futures wait Some futures linger Outside the gate And every maybe Needs a melody I am The Troubadour Of Lost Futures I sing for the roads Nobody chose For the stars That almost burned For the lives That almost bloomed Inside forgotten tomorrows What became Of the boy who stayed What became Of the girl who left What became Of the dream unspoken Still singing Still singing Still singing A thousand versions Cross the hall Some rise higher Some still fall But every one Deserves a song SONG REMAINS SONG REMAINS Maybe nothing Is ever wasted Maybe every choice Creates a kingdom Hidden somewhere Beyond our maps Maybe possibility Is the oldest kingdom In the world I am The Troubadour Of Lost Future I sing for the roads Nobody chose For the stars That almost burned For the lives That almost bloomed Inside forgotten tomorrows For every heart That changed direction For every dream That slipped away For every future Still waiting patiently Beyond today The songs remain Long after The roads are gone © BStur - All rights reserved
