For The Aftermath

Bless these hands with my guitar
With which I sit, I sing, I stand
Let me not forget what ways and days
I teach myself again
Bless these wretched fingertips
For water brushin' affection
Curse these blessed songs
For musical love is quite the affliction

Oh, like the wind upon the water
Ripplin' and affectin' but no further
Music was made to bring us together
Poetry is written for the aftermath

Bless your heart n' bless your soul
I say to you my newest friends
Please forget me not
When I'm older and need my heart to mend
Touch my open fingertips
And mix our blood get in my head
Read my message from the backs of my eyes
And then hold me again

Oh, like the wind upon the water
Ripplin' and affectin' but no further
Music was made to bring us together
Poetry is written for the aftermath

I'll bless my own hands
If I can bless your heart and soul, my friend
Oh my god, I don't believe in god
But here I am again
Here I am, forget me not
Forget not what I said again
Oh my god, I don't believe in god
But here I am again
Here I am again
Here I am again
Here I am, forget me not
I know I will be here again

I'm like the wind upon the water
Rippling and affecting but no further
Music was made to bring us together
Poetry is written for the aftermath



Credits
Writer(s): Asher Kai Robino
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