After All These Years (+ Hidden Track "Outro") - Silverchair

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 gold

And son, you’ll be home again and I’ll be whole again

Mend in my sleep, I’m boxing underwater

Waddle on the wake

Waking on a summer day

A summer day

And after all these years forget about all the troubled times

And after all these years forget about all the troubled times

And every father’s pain casts a shadow over a broken son

You’ll be whole again and I’ll be whole again

Munificent, artless and ascetic

Playing like a scared enthusiastic pawn

After all these years forget about all the troubled times

And after all these years forget about all the troubled times

The troubled times, all those years I was hurting to feel something more than

life

All those years

After all these years forget about all the troubled times

And after all these years forget about all the troubled times

And after all these years forget about all the troubled times

The troubled times, all those years I was hurting to feel something more than

life