illustration: COSMETIC SEDUCTION

THIN ICE (Part One) Late at night And lying alone in my bed Echoes of voices in my head Of every wrong word ever said And how it all began Love crossed the boarderline But made us strong as any stone We found a place to build our happy home Far from the maddening crowd but out on thin ice Heart in hand Together we built our castle Upon a lake of frozen glass Maybe all of that ice and snow Is why we grew so cold We didnít even try To keep the fire-side burning bright Changing guards at the palace of our hearts We had found love just to wear it apart We were cruel Unfaithful, stupid and unkind Every lie was a broken truth Promises with nowhere to keep Temporary goodbyes Said more than once or twice Before we finally got it right We closed the door to the past knowing that A key was left under the welcome mat How could I How could I say goodbye I wish you well So long baby I hope you have a good life We could barely stand alone on thin ice My life, my best friend Howíve you been?

Kids at play Just learning how to walk late Sometimes we tripped, sometimes weíd fall Sometimes weíd quit, sometimes weíd stall Foolish with our own fate Weíd help each other stand (And) we laughed through it all holding hands Scraping our skin and taking it on the chin No games to play cause no one thought to win I cried out When you skated past the danger zone Beneath your feet the ice gave way I tried so hard to save you Lying close to the edge On a broken glass ledge The further you fell I slipped too The load was more than I could bear to hold I know now thatís when I should have let go A frozen bird Tomorrow was just a word For heartbreak peeking through your eyes So far from being alive You were barely breathing Hanging on by a thread How could you not even know I was the one holding the other end It was all I could do to not let go How could I Let go and say goodbye I wish you well So long baby And maybe I was crazy To think youíd ever find your way back home Sad lady, my best friend At the ropeís end 911 He arrived to pull you free from needing My hands were broken and bleeding Cut like razor blades to the bone He was the hero who took you home He promised sunsets, love and everything And I was the fool left holding the string On my own with thin ice all around me

illustration: FEELING BLUE