Credit John Foxx
Original Band Ultravox
somehow we drifted off too far
communicate like distant stars
splintered voices down the phone
the sunlit dust
the smell of roses drifts
someone waits behind the doors
hiroshima mon amour
riding intercity-trains
dressed in european grey
driving out to echo beach
a million memories
in the trees and sand
how can I ever let them go
hiroshima mon amour
meet beneath the autumn lake
where echoes penetrate
walk through polaroids of the past
features fused like shattered glass
the sun’s so low
turns our silhouettes to gold
hiroshima mon amour
Live at Elfer, Frankfurt, 2002-05-11