Lyrics of After all (acoustic version)

After all, this is heaven
But being biblical is so dramatic
We took this hook to sooth the fevers
By hook by crook, become believers

Look at me, this fruit's not fell
Far from the tree
But this fruit feels ripe
And that's all right by me

So we take our chance
Amongst the heathens
By holding fast, become believers

Come alive, facilitate me
Wash away and elevate me
Currency is not accepted
While we try, we are defective

If i could make only half of this right
Then this lonely day would turn into
Populous night and this poverty of clarity
Would not stop me from sleeping this time

Come alive, facilitate me
Wash away and elevate me
Currency is not accepted
While we try, we are defective