David Byrne - David Byrne

Crash

I met my love at a funeral
I'm tired of goodbyes and burials
Of friends that I've known
Some I just met, standing around
It's hard to forget now, isn't it?

The war started in Bethlehem
A quarrel between holy men
Rocket's red glare
Night without end
Burning my eyes
It's hard to forget now, isn't it?

And if our cells are our destiny
I want to be free of biology
You are my friend
But I hurt you too
It is not what I intended to do

I saw my love by the restaurant
Diggin' for home fries in a garbage can
Ice cream and cake
Sweetness and light
A bottle of wine
Now that would be nice, wouldn't it?

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Writer(s): David Byrne
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