Standard (EADGBE)
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 stondework.
We are siamese children related by the heart.
Bleeding from the surgery of initial confrontation.
Holding the word scalpels in trembling lips.
Stand straight, look me in the eye
and say goodbye.
Stand straight, we've drifted past the point
of reasons why.
Yesterday start tomorrow,
tomorrow starts today.
And the problem always seems to be we're picking up the pieces
on the ricochet .
This is the ricochet.
2nd verse: same chords
2nd chorus: same chords until:
... picking up the pieces on the ricochet.
This is 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 te 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 considering an escape.
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.
This is the ricochet....
I'll be seeing you again on the ricochet....
Well, that's it. By the way, does anybody out there understand anything
of these lyrics? I don't!