foreign disaster days

brazzaville şarkısıdır.

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 3
all she ever wanted
was a lighthouse by the sea
she’s always my saving grace….

carnaval scene gone strange
a little word stuck in my brain
we float down the avenue
my father a ghostly blue
he’s always my saving grace

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