Two Rooms At The End Of The World

Through a mutual agreement we got that aching feeling To look up one another one more time                 Tracking down the zip codes Sealing down those envelopes Lack of communication on the telephone line                   But don’t judge us by distance Or the difference between us Try to look at it with an open mind          For where there is one room you’ll always find another Two rooms at the end of the world                                 Well we’ve both ridden the wagon bit the tail off the dragon Borne our swords like steel knights on the highway   Washing down the dirt roads Hosing off our dirty clothes Coming to terms with the times that we couldn’t but we tried Door to door they would whisper will they ever get together Their rooms are different temperatures I’m told There’s a change in their thinking           And their habits seem uneven                But together the two of them were mining gold