Aftermath Songtext
von Hundreds

At 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 sang for days
Amazed and horrified of being alive


Oh my bony friends
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
Echoes 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