Lyrics: After All These Years

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

A laptop souvenir is worth the weight
In silver and 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
A summer day

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times

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

Munificent, artless and ascetic
Playing like a scared
Enthusiastic pawn

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
The troubled times

All these years
It was hurting to feel
Something more than life

All those years

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
The troubled times

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