Crash de David Byrne

I met my love at a funeral
tired of goodbyes & burials
Friends i have 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
and 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 & cake
sweetness & light
a bottle of wine
that would be nice ? wouldn't it?