Fades like a super 8 Shot from above the parade My mother the sad young Jew Glimpsed in a dream or two She's always my saving grace Love beneath the waves Memories of her face Drag me down like heroin Foreign Disaster Days Well there's nothing like a car bomb Window shopping at three All she ever wanted Was a lighthouse by the sea
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