Opposite Ends - The Crimea

Done something real bad this time

Practically signed my own death warrant

She was staring right at me Burning my eyelashes

I was sweating like a virgin on death row

Just the two of us left in this rusty old tub

Neither overjoyed to be out of love

Takes one black cloud to spoil the bright day

I was the black cloud

She was the bright day

Isobelle, remember how it used to feel?

You and I and not the screaming animals

with yellow jealous eyes

And not the decoration of the battle last night

when we wake up in the morning

both at opposite ends

You look so good I want to see

hundreds and thousands of you

Crawling through the desert

like a crusade of half-dead blue bottles

Our brains leave their skulls

Walk the tightrope of our

rabbit in the headlight stares

Melting together like pink and white marshmallows

Yeah I was a fool and yes you were a fool

But who can name a penny

that has not been in the pocket of a fool

Isobelle, remember how it used to feel?

You and I and not the screaming

animals with yellow jealous eyes

And not the decoration of the battle last night

When we wake up in the morning

both at opposite ends