After The Bombs - The Decemberists

And after the bombs subside

And this long, low campaign

Calls it good for the night

Will we meet in the streets

Will we meet in the bar’s cold light?

When we grip at our hands

Will we hold just a little tight?

After the bombs

After the bombs

Subside

And after the rockets calm

And the glimmer of fire

Portends an early dawn

Will we pinch at our skin

While we wonder how we escaped harm?

We forget all our trials

All there, in our baby’s arms?

After the rockets

After the rockets

Calm

Then we’ll go dancing

Won’t we go dancing?

Yes we’ll go dancing

‘Till it all

Starts over again

Then we’ll go dancing

Won’t we go dancing?

Yes we’ll go dancing

Won’t we go dancing?

‘Till it all

Starts over again