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We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge |
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Interlocked through a missing piece |
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We are renaissance children |
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Becalmed beneath the Bridge of Sighs |
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Forever throwing firebrands |
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At the stonework |
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We are Siamese children |
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Related by the heart |
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Bleeding from the surgery |
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Of initial confrontation |
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Holding the word scalpels |
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On trembling lips |
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Stand straight, look me in the eye |
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And say goodbye |
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Stand straight, we've drifted |
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Past the point of reasons why |
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Yesterday starts tomorrow |
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Tomorrow starts today |
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And the problem always seems to be |
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We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet |
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Drowning tequila sunsets |
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Stowaways on midnight ships |
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Refugees of romance |
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Plead asylum from the real |
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Scrambling distress signals |
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On random frequencies |
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Forever repatriated |
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On guilt laden morning planes |
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We are pilots of passion |
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Sweating the flight on course |
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To another summit conference |
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Another breakfast time divorce |
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Screaming out a cease fire |
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Snow blind in an avalanche zone |
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Stand straight, look me in the eye |
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And say goodbye |
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Stand straight, we've drifted |
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Past the point of reasons why |
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Yesterday starts tomorrow |
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Tomorrow starts today |
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And the problem always seems to be |
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We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet |
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Are we trigger happy? |
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Russian roulette in the waiting room |
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Empty chambers embracing the end |
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Puzzled visions haunt the ripples of a trevi moon |
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Dream coins for the fountain |
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Or to cover your eyes |
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We reached ignition point |
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From the sparks of pleasantries |
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We sensed the smoke |
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Advancing from horizons |
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You must have known |
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That I was concealing an escape |
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Stand straight, look me in the eye |
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And say goodbye, say goodbye |
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Stand straight, we've drifted |
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Past the point of reasons why |
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Yesterday starts tomorrow |
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Tomorrow starts today, starts today |
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And the problem always seems to be |
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We're picking up the pieces on the ricochet |
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This is the ricochet |
