aftermath…

I’m wondering if my thoughts of her
Have ever crossed her thoughts of me
And if they’re half as clear as mine
And if there’ll ever be a time

For us to journey once again
As lovers and as trusted friends
What if the best is yet to come
And this was only the first part run

Get a hold of yourself
Don’t worry about the aftermath
There is no one after you
Or on your back

Get a hold of yourself
Don’t worry about the aftermath
There is no one after you

But the everyday just can’t compete
With the beauty of a polariod
Where the fairytale endures complete
And her eyes are always full of joy

Like a frozen glimpse of butterflies
On a clourized celluloid sky
She waves her cheerful last goodbye
And begs for me to let passed things slide

Get a hold of yourself
And don’t worry about the aftermath
Cause there is no one after you
No one on your back

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