After All These Years


Breathe in the night 
That crushed a tired sunrise 
Born again the day 
Brings you naivety 

A laptop souvenir is worth its weight 
In silver a golden son 
You'll be home again 
And I'll be home again 

Mend in my sleep 
I'm boxing under water 
Waddle on the wake 
Waking on a summer day 

After all these years 
Forget about all the troubled times 
Munificent, artless and ascetic 
Playing like a scared 
Enthusiastic pawn 

And every father's pain 
Casts a shadow over a broken son 
You'll be whole again 
And I'll be whole again 

All those years 
I was hurting to feel 
Something more than life

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