Sometimes it's all too much to say aloud The sound's a shroud, the meanings crowd Sometimes the words are painful to the ear They disappear and nothing's clear And all that's left to me are aftertones I take them home, we live alone But I remember chains of melody It pleases me, this song's for free Within the memories of our life gone by Afraid to die, we learn to lie And measure out the time in coffee spoons In fading suns and dying moons Till all that's left to see are aftertones No one knows where meaning goes But I remember chains of melody It pleases me, this song's for free And do I like the sound of harmony from time to time I really do believe in some kind of tomorrow When it speaks to me *