After Midnight, After It's All Gone Wrong
Lyrics Comet Gain

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After midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you help me, after I'm gone?
After I'm gone

Are you still living there, is she still by your side?
Do you still go to Terrace for a glass of wine?
Do you still cover up all your mistakes and lies for your unusable life?
Lost inside a decade that broke you on its own cracked teeth
On the tower of thought
That you want to do the decent thing
You lie asleep in lines for future times and vintage crimes
The point of this warped century is that there has to be
Something, something, something, something, something, something good

But after midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you still love me, will you still sing my song?
After I'm gone, after I'm gone

Fading into nothing is so appealing
An unforeseen unhappy ending
We're lost forever in our own endless sufferings or somewhere
And the hopeful thought that there must be
Someone, someone, someone, someone, someone, someone, someone good

But after midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you still love me, would you be strong?
After I'm gone, after I'm gone

Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache
Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache
Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache
Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache
The memory ache, the memory ache
It's just the memory ache

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"Tried this for the Cinema, Rd & Blue LP me and Anne-Laure did with members of Crystal Stilts (buy it kids its a groovy summer beach party shindigger!) and realized it was just a title and a chord change.. after listening to "Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands" / rolling melancholy grooves / Gene Clark / Eric Andersen / Felt's "Poem Of The River".. I find it easier to relate to the songs thru the prism of what halo surrounds them, stuff we listen to to get the feel and touch of the hems of others' coats we wish to wear something akin to, to anchor the moods behind. It's inescapable when you love music so much as we all do in Comet Gain.. I would make mix CD-Rrs of snippets of songs to absorb then discard hopeful the DNA and heart would seep somehow into alchemical magick. I love the organ and drums, they roll along real nice." - David Feck, Comet Gain

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