Arcade Fire ☆ Afterlife

Afterlife. Oh my God, what an awful word
After all the breath and the dirt and the fires are burnt.
And after all this time, and after all the ambulances go
And after all the hangers-on are done hanging on in the dead lights
Of the afterglowI’ve gotta know… Can we work it out?
If we scream and shout ’till we work it out
Can we just work it out?
Scream and shout ’till we work it out
’till we work it out, ’till we work it out
’till we work it out, ’till we work it out

Afterlife. I think I saw what happens next
Oh, it was just a glimpse of you, like looking through a window
Or a shallow sea
Could you see me?
And after all this time
It’s like nothing else we used to know
And after all the hangers-on are done hanging on in the dead lights
Of the afterglow

I’ve gotta know…

Can we work it out?
If we scream and shout ’till we work it out
Can we just work it out?
Scream and shout ’till we work it out?

But you say “Oh, when love is gone
Where does it go?”
And you say
“Oh, when love is gone
Where does it go?”
And where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?

And after this
Can it last another night?
After all the bad advice
That had nothing at all to do with life

I’ve gotta know

Can we work it out?
If we scream and shout ’till we work it out
Can we just work it out?
Scream and shout ’till we work it out?

But you say
“Oh, when love is gone
Where does it go?”
And you say
“Oh, when love is gone
Where does it go?”
We know it’s gone
But where did it go?
And where do we go?

Is this the afterlife?
It’s just an afterlife with you.
It’s just an afterlife.
It’s just an afterlife.
It’s just an afterlife with you.
It’s just an afterlife.
It’s just an afterlife.