Hiroshima Mon Amour

Somehow we drifted off too far
communicate like distant stars
distant voices down the phone
the sunlit dust
the smell of roses drifts so slow
someone waits behind the door

Hiroshima Mon Amour

Riding inter-city trains
dressed in european grey
driving out to echo beach
a million memories in the trees and sands
oh no, how can I ever let them go

Hiroshima Mon Amour

Meet beneath the autumn lake
where only echoes penetrate
walk through polaroids of the past
pictured fused like shattered glass
the sun´s so low
turns our silhouettes to gold

Hiroshima Mon Amour



Lyrics by John Foxx, performed by Ultravox
Picture from the "Flight Attendants"-series by Brian Finke