BROKEN RECORDS
by Soulstar


Our lives are all
Like a jukebox
Bits and pieces of us
In every song.


We fall in love and think
It’s a Heavenly match
And we often overlook
“That tiny scratch”


Because we’re stuck like
A needle on a record:


We feel so good…
…We feel so good
We feel so good…
…We feel so…


NICE.

New relationships begin by
Singing terms of endearment
But the verses all change
When we start to feel pain.


We all think we’ve found
Such a perfect match
Until we finally notice
“That deep scratch”


The needle jumps and skips
All over the record:


And we are c…
…And we are cold
And we are cold…
…And we are…


ICE.

-Camille Cheek 7 Nov 1993