You must go, forget it Let it all go, let it all go Go, forget it, let it all go - Mark Knopfler

I seen a girl on a one way corridor Stealing down a wrong way street
For all the world like an urban toreador She had wheels on her feet
Well the cars do the usual dances Same old cruise and the curbside crawl
But the roller girl she's taking chances They just love to see her take them all
No fears alone at night she's sailing through the crowd In her ears the phones are tight and the music's playing loud

But it's written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms.

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms.