After the Rain Came In by Kiran Leonard Lyrics

Under ice
Hysterics entice
All the build up to the end
Of life
Was sensual
Bustling around
And now it has gone
What's left

I was knocked down a flight
When you caught me out that night
Sat motionless in the dinghy

And unless calendars have failed us
Our sons await a century
And even symbols
And deflated temples
Rot at the surface
The upwards curve

In Mesoamerica
The tears are real
We begin the upwards curve
And I didn't know
What bishop said
It recedes and then catches
On a fragment of fate
And half a pillar of hate

Twenty-four years too late!