After Us by Olden Yolk Lyrics

Some know to find you where
Newspaper fills the air
With the words you write
Why aim to be absurd
You're turning much more
Sensible all the time

Not such a common place
For a misanthrope
To be hanging around
Can't stand the dark
Can't stand the light

The kiosk at night
Much like a beacon
Or a lighthouse
Stands for you and I
After dawn, after us