Crash - David Byrne

Im tired of good-byes and burials

Friends I have known

Some I just met

Standing around

Its hard to forget — now isnt it?

The war started in bethlehem

A quarrel between holy men

Rockets red glare

Night without end

Burning my eyes

Its hard to forget — now isnt 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 — wouldnt it?