After All These Years - Silverchair Breathe in the nightThat crushed a tired sunriseBorn again the dayBrings young naivetyA laptop souvenir is worth its weightIn silver a golden sonYou'll be home againAnd I'll be home againMend in my sleepI'm boxing under waterWaddle on the wakeWaking on a summer dayAfter all these yearsForget about all the troubled timesMunificent, artless and asceticPlaying like a scaredEnthusiastic pawnAnd every father's painCasts a shadow over a broken sonYou'll be whole againAnd I'll be whole againAll those yearsI was hurting to feelSomething more than life1
Silverchair - After All These Years
After All These Years - Silverchair
Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivety
A laptop souvenir is worth its weight
In silver a golden son
You'll be home again
And I'll be home again
Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on a summer day
After all these years
Forget about all the troubled times
Munificent, artless and ascetic
Playing like a scared
Enthusiastic pawn
And every father's pain
Casts a shadow over a broken son
You'll be whole again
And I'll be whole again
All those years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life