The Opposite (Live at Montreux Jazz Festival)

What will now, what will now become of us? A straw is coming, a straw is coming out of us It goes back and forth, followed by a question mark I'm lit up like, lit up like a firework Can we have the next, the next contestant, please? It's a logical, logical absurdity I'm quitting un-, quitting unexpectedly Opposites attract Ah, in ash and dust and pockets full of emptiness Ah, he doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything Objects caught, caught in rear-view mirrors Well, they sometimes can, sometimes can appear too close Go back and forth, followed by a question mark I'm lit up like, lit up like a firework Predictably enough