Yesterday I spent asleep
Woke up in my clothes in a dirty heap
Spent the night trying to make a deadline
Squeezing complicated lives into a simple headline

I have your face here in an old Polaroid
Tidying the children`s clothes and toys
You`re smiling back at me, I took the photo from the fridge
Can`t remember what then we did

I haven`t been with a woman, it feels like for years
Thought of you the whole time, your salty tears
This s**tty world sometimes produces a rose
The scent of it lingers and then it just goes

Return the call to home

The worst of us are a long drawn out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression
You say you`re not going to leave the truth alone
I`m here `cause I don`t wanna go home

Child drinking dirty water from the river bank
Soldier brings oranges he got out from a tank
I`m waiting on the waiter, he`s taking a while to come
Watching the sun go down on Lebanon

Return the call to home

Now I`ve got a head like a lit cigarette
Unholy clouds reflecting in a minaret
You`re so high above me, higher than everyone
Where are you in the Cedars of Lebanon?

Choose your enemies carefully `cause they will define you
Make them interesting `cause in some ways they will mind you
They`re not there in the beginning but when your story ends
Gonna last with you longer than your friends