We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge

Interlocked through a missing piece

We are renaissance children becalmed beneath the Bridge of Sighs

Forever throwing firebrands at the stonework

We are Siamese children related by the heart

Bleeding from the surgery of initial confrontation

Holding the word scalpels on trembling lips

Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye

Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why

Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today

And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces on the ricochet



Drowning tequila sunsets, stowaways on midnight ships

Refugees of romance plead asylum from the real

Scrambling distress signals on random frequencies

Forever repatriated on guilt laden morning planes

We are pilots of passion sweating the flight on course

To another summit conference, another breakfast time divorce

Screaming out a ceasefire, snow-blind in an avalanche zone



Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye

Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why

Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today

And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces on the ricochet



Are we trigger happy?

Russian roulette in the waiting room

Empty chambers embracing the end

Puzzled visions haunt the ripples of a trevi moon

Dream coins for the fountain or to cover your eyes

We reached ignition point from the sparks of pleasantries

We sensed the smoke advancing from horizons

You must have known that I was concealing an escape



Stand straight, look me in the eye and say goodbye, say goodbye

Stand straight, we've drifted past the point of reasons why

Yesterday starts tomorrow, tomorrow starts today, starts today

And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces

On the ricochet, this is the ricochet