November | 2012 | The Professor's Convatorium

Andain is a music duo out of San Francisco, CA with an electronic-acoustical blend of dark emotional sounds and lyrics. This is exactly why I dig their music. This particular song “After:” speaks to the circumstance of loss, separation, or abandonment in life — a very real part of families and/or relationships…and really about life itself. Life is never just about roses, riches, and R&R. Many things and many relationships that are raw, have their painful ups and downs. Try to connect with the singer Mavie Marcos and what she is expressing…

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Feeling the flame burn
Feeling my veins hurt
After the wave forms
After the world storms

You spoke in side words
Failing the offer
Sending me out there
Feeling the cold air

You’re gone
You’re gone

Feeling the right words
Feeling the unheard
After the wave forms
After the world storms

You broke in my fears
Leaving me inside
Sending me out there
Feeling the cold air

You’re gone, I open
I will, I will see
Up and up and on and on and
Down and over me

And night after night of fooling myself
I would like to rewind and find something I’d never felt
And night after night I would tire of fooling myself
I could find what it’s like to lose something after it fell

As you’re gone I open
I will, I will see
Up and up and on and on and
Down and over me

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