Aftermath

In the dead end of our street There still are shadows Of former selves What I sense in this I cannot tell Cause I grew up The choir of the trees It moved our feet Into the green We sat for days Amazed and horrified Of being alive Oh my bony friend Did you count the days Since our last escape For one day Yearning badly for Independency And the aftermath Was veiled in blue In your mother's house What she offered us Was a potion of Her unfeelingness In this golden light I will wait for you In this golden light Broke the spell for you In this golden light I will wait for you In this golden light Broke the spell for you When dawn appeared We cut our hands Left a secret sign To blaze our trails Echos of your voice Follow me around Since you turned away My lovely In this golden light I will wait for you In this golden light Broke the spell for you In this golden light I will wait for you My lovely