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.