The End (Live at the Isle of Wight Festival)
This is the end. Beautiful friend.
This is the end. My only friend.
Of our elaborate plans,
of everything that stands.
I'll never look into your eyes again.
Can you picture what will be so limitless and free?
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
in a desperate land.
Come on, baby, yeah.
Come, ride with me, cross the sea, endlessly.
So happy we will be...
Cross the sea, endlessly.
Away, away, away, away in India.
Away, away, away, away in India.
Woke up this morning
got the crossroads on my mind.
Well, I woke up this morning
got the crossroads on my mind.
Take a walk with me everything gonna work out fine.
Well, I woke up this morning
got the H-bomb on my mind.
Well, I woke up this morning
got the H-bomb on my mind.
Take a walk with me and everything gonna be alright.
All right. Ride that train, yeah.
Yeah, nothing on my mind.
That right, that right, that right, that right, that...
Wake up!.
You can't remember where it was.
Has this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold, glazed and shrunken.
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.
Now run to the mirror in the bathroom, look.
I can't remember where it was.
Has this dream stopped?
I let my cheek slide down the cool smooth tile,
feel the good cold stinging blood,
the smooth hissing snakes of rain.
This is the end. Beautiful friend.
This is the end. My only friend, the end.
It hurts to set you free, but you'll never follow me.
The end of laughter and soft lies,
the end of nights we tried to die.
This is the end.
