After All

Antony
After all those lands you seized
You were blowing in the breeze
Underneath the trees
Emerson
After all those years you spent
You were returned to your friends
Swaying in the glens

After all the things we do
We are naught but dust
Far as we may go we're still
Children of the Earth

Ulysses
After slaying enemies
You were returned to the seas
'Twas your destiny
Abraham
After you had killed the ram
You were waiting for the Lamb
Born in Bethlehem

After all the things we do
We are naught but dust
Far as we may go we're still
Children of the Earth

Under a sycamore tree there's a cabin I frequent
It sits on a lake at the end of a pine-needle trail
And every time I close my eyes I find myself there
Under a tree with my love in my arms, in my eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Nolan Lindenburg
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