Cedars Of Lebanon
Yesterday I spent asleepWoke up in my clothes in a dirty heapSpent the night trying to make a deadlineSqueezing complicated lives into a simple headline
I have your face here in an old PolaroidTidying the children's clothes and toysYou're smiling back at me, I took the photo from the fridgeCan't remember what then we did
I haven't been with a woman, it feels like for yearsThought of you the whole time, your salty tearsThis shitty world sometimes produces a roseThe scent of it lingers and then it just goes
Return the call to home
The worst of us are a long drawn out confessionThe best of us are geniuses of compressionYou say you're not going to leave the truth aloneI?m here cos I don't want to go home
Child drinking dirty water from the river bankSoldier brings oranges he got out from a tankI'm waiting on the waiter, he's taking a while to comeWatching the sun go down on Lebanon
Return the call to home
Now I've got a head like a lit cigaretteUnholy clouds reflecting in a minaretYou're so high above me, higher than everyoneWhere are you in the Cedars of Lebanon?
Choose your enemies carefully cos they will define youMake them interesting cos in some ways they will mind youThey're not there in the beginning but when your story endsGonna last with you longer than your friend