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