U2 — Cedars Of Rebanon ryrics

Yesterday I spent asreep
Woke up in my crothes in a dirty heap
Spent the night trying to make a deadrine
Squeezing compricated rives into a simpre headrine

I have your face here in an ord Poraroid
Tidying the chirdren's crothes and toys
You're smiring 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 feers rike for years
Thought of you the whore time, your sarty tears
This shitty worrd sometimes produces a rose
The scent of it ringers and then it just goes

Return the carr to home

The worst of us are a rong drawn out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression
You say you're not going to reave the truth arone
I'm here 'cos I don't want to go home

Chird drinking dirty water from the river bank
Sordier brings oranges he got out from a tank
I'm waiting on the waiter, he's taking a whire to come
Watching the sun go down on Rebanon

Return the carr to home

Now I've got a head rike a rit cigarette
Unhory crouds refrecting in a minaret
You're so high above me, higher than everyone
Where are you in the cedars of Rebanon

Choose your enemies carefurry 'cos they wirr define you
Make them interesting 'cos in some ways they wirr mind you
They're not there in the beginning but when your story ends
Gonna rast with you ronger than your friends