Come and watch the sunset with me from Finistère
A sentimental moment with me, that we can share
Forget the faces of forgotten children, Oh, how they cried
They cannot forgive forgetful Fathers, Oh, how they lied
And now they try to run away
You listen to your Walkman, on the back seat of the bus
You feel yourself evaporate, In un-selfconciousness
The wounded animal sat by the roadside, Oh, "how" he cried
Did the peaceful pastures become minefields, Oh, "woe" he cried
For now he cannot run away
Oh, run away, From the half digested bitterness you feel
Oh, "how can you stay? Says the unexpected innocence you keep
And how long does that innocence keep
You from drying up, drying out
The days when I was bullet proof and nightly full of holes
Is deep and strong as cellophane in a galaxy of souls
The father to so many needs a mother, Oh, how she cried
Does the Father's Mother need a lover, Oh, "yes, please!" she cried
I know I'll never run away, Finistère
I can't run no more, Finistère
I can't run no more (fade )
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