| Song | After All |
| Artist | Rebekka Bakken |
| Album | September |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Cry in the arms of a widow | |
| Steal in the arms of a thief | |
| Fight in the arms of a soldier | |
| Pray in the arms of a priest | |
| Hope in the arms of a dreamer | |
| Forget in the arms of the old | |
| Regret in the arms of a sinner | |
| But never give into the cold | |
| Then sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Don't long for a breeze while you're waiting | |
| For faces to show in the sun | |
| The miles you have walked are behind you | |
| But there might be still more to come | |
| Don't run for the shade | |
| Or the waters | |
| That lie on that side road you'll find | |
| When doubt has convinced you the jewels | |
| Are those things you wish were undone | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you’re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There’s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| And sleep alone | |
| So when you are lying with angels | |
| Or when you are praised by your love | |
| Know there's a difference at nighttime | |
| When all else around you is gone | |
| If closing the eyelids brings nothing | |
| When longing for heavens to come | |
| Know nothing compares to an angel’s | |
| Embrace and the one you’ve become | |
| Sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you’re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There’s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| But sleep alone |
| Cry in the arms of a widow | |
| Steal in the arms of a thief | |
| Fight in the arms of a soldier | |
| Pray in the arms of a priest | |
| Hope in the arms of a dreamer | |
| Forget in the arms of the old | |
| Regret in the arms of a sinner | |
| But never give into the cold | |
| Then sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Don' t long for a breeze while you' re waiting | |
| For faces to show in the sun | |
| The miles you have walked are behind you | |
| But there might be still more to come | |
| Don' t run for the shade | |
| Or the waters | |
| That lie on that side road you' ll find | |
| When doubt has convinced you the jewels | |
| Are those things you wish were undone | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you' re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There' s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| And sleep alone | |
| So when you are lying with angels | |
| Or when you are praised by your love | |
| Know there' s a difference at nighttime | |
| When all else around you is gone | |
| If closing the eyelids brings nothing | |
| When longing for heavens to come | |
| Know nothing compares to an angel' s | |
| Embrace and the one you' ve become | |
| Sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you' re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There' s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| But sleep alone |
| Cry in the arms of a widow | |
| Steal in the arms of a thief | |
| Fight in the arms of a soldier | |
| Pray in the arms of a priest | |
| Hope in the arms of a dreamer | |
| Forget in the arms of the old | |
| Regret in the arms of a sinner | |
| But never give into the cold | |
| Then sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Don' t long for a breeze while you' re waiting | |
| For faces to show in the sun | |
| The miles you have walked are behind you | |
| But there might be still more to come | |
| Don' t run for the shade | |
| Or the waters | |
| That lie on that side road you' ll find | |
| When doubt has convinced you the jewels | |
| Are those things you wish were undone | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you' re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There' s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| And sleep alone | |
| So when you are lying with angels | |
| Or when you are praised by your love | |
| Know there' s a difference at nighttime | |
| When all else around you is gone | |
| If closing the eyelids brings nothing | |
| When longing for heavens to come | |
| Know nothing compares to an angel' s | |
| Embrace and the one you' ve become | |
| Sleep in the wonder of silence | |
| Innocence always recalls | |
| Under the bed sheets, a naked | |
| Life that has lived after all | |
| Know all the wonders when evening | |
| Comes and you' re sleeping alone | |
| The whisper of angels reminding | |
| There' s always a right in the wrong | |
| Know surrender, in the beating | |
| Heart that you own | |
| Wake in all its known desires | |
| But sleep alone |