The Beirut Bombshell

Rollergirl, journalist, drummer, lover, fighter
The lyrics to my favorite song ever...I married Isis on the fifth day of May, But I could not hold on to her very long. So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.I came to a high place of darkness and light. The dividing line ran through the center of town. I hitched up my pony to a post on the right, Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.A man in the corner approached me for a match. I knew right away he was not ordinary. He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?" I said, "I got no money." He said, "That ain't necessary."We set out that night for the cold in the North. I gave him my blanket, he gave me his word. I said, "Where are we goin'?" He said we'd be back by the fourth. I said, "That's the best news that I've ever heard."I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold, I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace. As we rode through the canyons, through the devilish cold, I was thinkin' about Isis, how she thought I was so reckless.How she told me that one day we would meet up again, And things would be different the next time we wed, If I only could hang on and just be her friend. I still can't remember all the best things she said.We came to the pyramids all embedded in ice. He said, "There's a body I'm tryin' to find. If I carry it out it'll bring a good price." 'Twas then that I knew what he had on his mind.The wind it was howlin' and the snow was outrageous. We chopped through the night and we chopped through the dawn. When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious, But I made up my mind that I had to go on.I broke into the tomb, but the casket was empty. There was no jewels, no nothin', I felt I'd been had. When I saw that my partner was just bein' friendly, When I took up his offer I must-a been mad.I picked up his body and I dragged him inside, Threw him down in the hole and I put back the cover. I said a quick prayer and I felt satisfied. Then I rode back to find Isis just to tell her I love her.She was there in the meadow where the creek used to rise. Blinded by sleep and in need of a bed, I came in from the East with the sun in my eyes. I cursed her one time then I rode on ahead.She said, "Where ya been?" I said, "No place special." She said, "You look different." I said, "Well, I guess." She said, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural." She said, "You gonna stay?" I said, "If you want me to, yes."Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child. What drives me to you is what drives me insane. I still can remember the way that you smiled On the fifth day of May in the drizzlin' rain.