David Byrne - The Forrest

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Two men are sitting, talking, drinking at the bar
One says, "I want to be where all the angels are
Singing, far away, far away"
Into the night as I'm all alone
What will our mothers say?

The stuff will burn our hands
Will we go to hell?
Anyone can break, another cry
And do they really still believe this life?
These things remind me of you
Broken down

Sing as a dark in the wine glass
And still we dream at night
One shot from the gun and we will be blown apart
That I feel in our hands made us skin and bone
God is laughing at us all

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Writer(s): David Byrne
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