After The Afterlife

Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife

Sitting by the river, I think I smell some rain
Silver puddles glitter behind the old jail
Wet snails get wetter, crawling towards perfume
The air sifts like snow, moth wings crumble by a daylit fire
Ash of dead wood pil higher, pyre, pyre for fox guts blazing mire

Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife

Afternoon time, after lifetimes
Twilight's best for Venus fly trap
Cloudless drops tare at my cheeks
Bruised speaker raven beak
Neon stars twinkle in the night
Sage-smoke, rainbow, money signs

Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife
Welcome to the afterlife