When this is all over
Will we still live the same?
We've had space to be with our longing
And we've been shown that there really is another way
An invitation to follow
Our rhythms, our dreams, some hidden desires
This isolation is a gift
Much more than just an excuse for bone-idleness
The burst of birdsong and flowering trees
The spring harmony returns with ease
Our bodies sink into its resonant hum
Returning us to where we all come from
There are madmen in our midst
Their mistakes, they'll never admit
For fear of losing their grip on it all
But systems are exposed that don't give a shit
And just as Hades is closing ranks
A few of the hard hearts are starting to crack
In a new appreciation for the lowly paid
And what sounds like a socialist in the Daily Mail
This could be a sign of a new mankind
Where we drop the habit of leaving others behind
A move beyond the wars and walls
Where all is abundant, and abundance for all, yeah!
The virus is the Son of God!
Urging us all to live more with love
In death, we'll see our number in lights
Our salvation for the part we've played
The virus is the Son of God
Urging us all to be more in love
In health, we'll bang another drum
To summon our promised land
So tell me
When this is all over
Will we still live the same?
When this is all over
Could we really make the change?
Tony Almond - When This Is All Over Lyrics
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When this is all over
Will we still live the same?
We've had space to be with our longing
And we've been shown that there really is another way
An invitation to follow
Our rhythms, our dreams, some hidden desires
This isolation is a gift
Much more than just an excuse for bone-idleness
The burst of birdsong and flowering trees
The spring harmony returns with ease
Our bodies sink into its resonant hum
Returning us to where we all come from
There are madmen in our midst
Their mistakes, they'll never admit
For fear of losing their grip on it all
But systems are exposed that don't give a shit
And just as Hades is closing ranks
A few of the hard hearts are starting to crack
In a new appreciation for the lowly paid
And what sounds like a socialist in the Daily Mail
This could be a sign of a new mankind
Where we drop the habit of leaving others behind
A move beyond the wars and walls
Where all is abundant, and abundance for all, yeah!
The virus is the Son of God!
Urging us all to live more with love
In death, we'll see our number in lights
Our salvation for the part we've played
The virus is the Son of God
Urging us all to be more in love
In health, we'll bang another drum
To summon our promised land
So tell me
When this is all over
Will we still live the same?
When this is all over
Could we really make the change?
Will we still live the same?
We've had space to be with our longing
And we've been shown that there really is another way
An invitation to follow
Our rhythms, our dreams, some hidden desires
This isolation is a gift
Much more than just an excuse for bone-idleness
The burst of birdsong and flowering trees
The spring harmony returns with ease
Our bodies sink into its resonant hum
Returning us to where we all come from
There are madmen in our midst
Their mistakes, they'll never admit
For fear of losing their grip on it all
But systems are exposed that don't give a shit
And just as Hades is closing ranks
A few of the hard hearts are starting to crack
In a new appreciation for the lowly paid
And what sounds like a socialist in the Daily Mail
This could be a sign of a new mankind
Where we drop the habit of leaving others behind
A move beyond the wars and walls
Where all is abundant, and abundance for all, yeah!
The virus is the Son of God!
Urging us all to live more with love
In death, we'll see our number in lights
Our salvation for the part we've played
The virus is the Son of God
Urging us all to be more in love
In health, we'll bang another drum
To summon our promised land
So tell me
When this is all over
Will we still live the same?
When this is all over
Could we really make the change?
Writer: Tony Almond
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