Afterlife - Public Memory

See the bright side of some ministry

When the wagon wheel gets caught

Scrawled a little note for your majesty

Now she’s swimming up through the ash

Like a big whirlpool

I’m wading in

You wouldn’t waste that lone fantasy

Like a tarnished symbol

We don’t need it, no one’s listening

From a shaded street where I live

Like a big whirlpool

I’m wading in

Somebody making me run sideways

Someone is keeping me from dreaming

In another chance, spider looking in

Feel the recourse from your swarm

Jump through shapes with a crooked grin

Try to care but nothing’s there

Like a big whirlpool

I’m wading in

Somebody making me run sideways

Someone is keeping me from dreaming