Besedila: Bread. On The Waters. In The Afterglow.

Here in the afterglow
Of what we've done, what remains
Here in the after show
Of what we've seen

Is it strange to be falling away now
Or would you say, we should have known
It would end this way and both of us
Turn to dust

We went deeper, deeper in debt to
Games and lies
We got over our head and never
Realized

When, how or why
But now as I sit reflecting on your face in my hand
Now I can see your picture helps retrace
All the steps we took

Places we went to
Thoughts that we tried, tripping along
On a love we never understood
With no guide

Many things were taken for granted
All along
Firm foundations never were planted
All went wrong

Down
We fell down, and broke in a million pieces
We couldn't put it all together
We couldn't put it all together again