Lyrics:

I met my love at a funeral
Tired of goodbyes & burials

Friends I have known
Some I just met
Standing around
It’s hard to forget — now isn’t it?

The war started in Bethlehem
A quarrel between holy men

Rocket’s red glare
Night without end
Burning my eyes
It’s hard to forget — now isn’t it?

And if our cells are our destiny
I want to be free of biology

You are my friend
And 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 & cake
Sweetness & light
A bottle of wine
That would be nice — wouldn’t it?