SONG-ArcadeFire-AfterLife

Afterlife, oh my God, what an awful word

After all the breath and the dirt

And the fires that burn

And after all this time

And after all the ambulances go

And after all the hangers-on are done

Hanging on to the dead lights

Of the afterglow

I've gotta know

Can we work it out?

We scream and shout 'till we work it out

Can we just work it out?

Scream and shout 'till we work it out?

'Till we work it out, 'till we work it out

'Till we work it out, 'till we work it out

Afterlife, I think I saw what happens next

It was just a glimpse of you

Like looking through a window

Or a shallow sea

Could you see me?

And after all this time

It's like nothing else we used to know

After all the hangers-on are done

Hanging on to the dead lights

Of the afterglow

I've gotta know

Can we…