After Hell - Tasmin Archer

Won’t you bring down a veil on this perfect day

I am moved by the words in your stinging turn of phrase

I’ll weep like the windows in some cheap hotel

And I’d give anything to know that there’ll be heaven after hell

And I’d give anything to know that there’ll be heaven after hell

Won’t you bring me the taste of your vintage wine

I would drink in the air while I idle out of time

But fate poured me water

No sweet muscatel

And I’d give anything to know that there’ll be heaven after hell

And I’d give anything to know that there’ll be heaven after hell

Tell me that the hemlock look like daffodils

And the Summer might be frozen

Say it will

Won’t you please someone please tell me

And I’d give anything after hell

And I’d give anything to know that there’ll be heaven after hell

Won’t you bring down a veil on this perfect day