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