| Song | After The Storm |
| Artist | Shovels & Rope |
| Album | Swimmin' Time |
| Said I thought it would be colder | |
| You put your head upon my shoulder | |
| Ain’t it funny | |
| How time just seems to run | |
| What the hell have you been doin | |
| Not too sure, guess mostly movin | |
| I’ve been spinnin for so long | |
| Now I guess I’m spun | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope where you can’t see it | |
| There is a light after the storm | |
| But won’t you help me to get through it | |
| I’ve been flailing like a child | |
| My mistakes, they are so many | |
| For my lovin heart is wild | |
| Not quite old | |
| But far from young | |
| Body bold(?) | |
| With a youthful tongue | |
| Like a kiss held out of context | |
| I can’t separate my mind | |
| We can set this boat on fire | |
| We can leave it all behind | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope just up ahead | |
| There is a shelter safe and warm | |
| But won’t you help me to get to it | |
| I’ve been selfish | |
| I have lied | |
| My mistakes they are so many | |
| For my ruthless is wild | |
| Like the winds that shield the plains | |
| And cut you down to size | |
| None but the dust and seed remain | |
| They root themselves and rise | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope where you can’t see it | |
| There is a light after the storm | |
| But won’t you help me to get through it | |
| I’ve been flailing like a child | |
| My mistakes they are so many | |
| For my weary heart is wild |
| Said I thought it would be colder | |
| You put your head upon my shoulder | |
| Ain' t it funny | |
| How time just seems to run | |
| What the hell have you been doin | |
| Not too sure, guess mostly movin | |
| I' ve been spinnin for so long | |
| Now I guess I' m spun | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope where you can' t see it | |
| There is a light after the storm | |
| But won' t you help me to get through it | |
| I' ve been flailing like a child | |
| My mistakes, they are so many | |
| For my lovin heart is wild | |
| Not quite old | |
| But far from young | |
| Body bold? | |
| With a youthful tongue | |
| Like a kiss held out of context | |
| I can' t separate my mind | |
| We can set this boat on fire | |
| We can leave it all behind | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope just up ahead | |
| There is a shelter safe and warm | |
| But won' t you help me to get to it | |
| I' ve been selfish | |
| I have lied | |
| My mistakes they are so many | |
| For my ruthless is wild | |
| Like the winds that shield the plains | |
| And cut you down to size | |
| None but the dust and seed remain | |
| They root themselves and rise | |
| Like the widest river | |
| Like the brightest morn | |
| There is hope where you can' t see it | |
| There is a light after the storm | |
| But won' t you help me to get through it | |
| I' ve been flailing like a child | |
| My mistakes they are so many | |
| For my weary heart is wild |