After All - Rebekka Bakken

Cry in the arms of a widow

Steal in the arms of a thief

Fight in the arms of a soldier

Pray in the arms of a priest

Hope in the arms of a dreamer

Forget in the arms of the old

Regret in the arms of a sinner

But never give into the cold

Then sleep in the wonder of silence

Innocence always recalls

Under the bed sheets, a naked

Life that has lived after all

Don’t long for a breeze while you’re waiting

For faces to show in the sun

The miles you have walked are behind you

But there might be still more to come

Don’t run for the shade

Or the waters

That lie on that side road you’ll find

When doubt has convinced you the jewels

Are those things you wish were undone

Know all the wonders when evening

Comes and you’re sleeping alone

The whisper of angels reminding

There’s always a right in the wrong

Know surrender, in the beating

Heart that you own

Wake in all its known desires

And sleep alone

So when you are lying with angels

Or when you are praised by your love

Know there’s a difference at nighttime

When all else around you is gone

If closing the eyelids brings nothing

When longing for heavens to come

Know nothing compares to an angel’s

Embrace and the one you’ve become

Sleep in the wonder of silence

Innocence always recalls

Under the bed sheets, a naked

Life that has lived after all

Know all the wonders when evening

Comes and you’re sleeping alone

The whisper of angels reminding

There’s always a right in the wrong

Know surrender, in the beating

Heart that you own

Wake in all its known desires

But sleep alone