calais to dover

Bright Eyes

Under a microscope of apoplectic vision
My face on a slide show, I looked totally unhinged
Forgot the Latin word, the name for this condition
Said I felt sick to get attention

Now this winter got an excuse to not go home
Rented a house out on the coast
Flying away, I heard a memory, your voice over the engine
So full of remorse and apprehension

Now that you re gone
Now that I m out here on my own
It won t be long
?Til I have to pay for what I ve done
Tell me to stop
Tell me to watch the way I talk
Because nothing is changing
Don t want to state the obvious

Threw up on the ferry ride from Calais back to Dover
As pale as the white cliffs that we faced
Wasn t afraid, eventualities, just knew that it was over
No brushes with death could keep us sober

If I was in London I d hold you to everything
If we were in Cardiff I d just sing
But I m stuck in Omaha obsessed with my inventions
There isn t a name for this condition

Tell me I m wrong
Tell me you understand my love
Tell me what s off
What would you like to turn back on?
Tell me what s gone
Make me a list of what you lost
Because everything s changing
Don t want to state the obvious

Tell me what s wrong
Tell me I ll pay for what I ve done
Tell me what s up
Pain like a big red rubber ball
I wish it would stop
I wish I could tell you it was gone
But nothing is changing
Sorry to state the obvious
Now that you re gone
Tell me you understand my love
Tell me what s wrong
Make me a list of what you lost
That s all that I want
I ll pay for what I ve done
Nothing is changing
To state the obvious