Lyrics

AFTERLOVE

Valentine, the end was near, we shared no wine.
Love in time, a positive spin on a desperate night.
Where was God? God had always been there, but where was I?
Now I'm here. In present time, but she won't appear.

Afterlove, a barren wasteland or a new frontier.
You decide, are you going to mumble or will you speak clear?

She moves on, how does she do that at the turn of a key?
She moves on, she knows what she wants as she finds what she needs.
She walks on, turning heads at the sycamore tree.
She goes on, she used to go on and on about me.

Afterlove, a barren wasteland or a new frontier.
You decide, are you going to mumble or will you speak clear?
Afterlove, an answer to your prayer or a tragedy.
Afterlove, a dark brooding deep stringed symphony.

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Chorus (2nd)