After All These Years - silverchair

One more for good measure. I can so relate to this song, especially the last part





Breathe in the night
That crushed a tired sunrise
Born again the day
Brings young naivete

A laptop souvenir
Is worth it's weight in
Silver and golden sun
You'll be home again
And I'll be home again

Mend in my sleep
I'm boxing under water
Waddle on the wake
Waking on the summer day
A summer day

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times

Every father's pain
Casts a shadow over a broken son
You'll be whole again
And I'll be whole again

Inefficient
Artless anesthetic
Playing like a scared
enthusiastic pawn

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
the troubled times

All these years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life

After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
After all these years
Forget about the troubled times
the troubled times

All these years
I was hurting to feel
Something more than life