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 cease fire   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