Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Laurent
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Armistead
Songwriter
Lyrics
Familiar tension in the air
Nameless faces speak somewhere
You found yourself in my hand
And we danced, and we danced
Will there be
Will there be
An after us
I let the crowd pull me away
Slow frequencies keep me awake
A silhouette from afar
The eyes are hers, but the faces never are
Will there be
Will there be
Will there be
An after us
Written by: Christian Armistead