Hemingway
John Cale
I always held on to the thought
That if they loved you long enough
Would find out what we missing
When they finally called your bluff
The line between the friend and foe
Is arbitrary still drowning in pina coladas
As the bulls prowl around the ring
He didn't have, he didn't get
You didn't have the help you wanted
And when you saw, you saw Guernica fall
The hillsides exploded
And bodies filled the air
There was nothing left of Havana
And you thousand yards stare
He didn't have, he didn't get
You didn't have the help you wanted
And when you saw, you saw Guernica fall
You've got a thousand yards stare
You've got a thousand yards stare