Unstoppable Force And Immovable Object,

Repel One Another When By Chance Colliding.

The Brownian-Motion Within This Love Potion,

Ensures Our Opinions Are Always Dividing.

I Am From Mars My Dear;

You Hail From Venus.

A Meeting Star-crossed

Like The Sun And The Moon.

Destined To Let This Cruel World

Come Between Us.

Our Last Kiss Eclipsed By A Shadow At Noon.



A Rose That Is Built

Out Of Music By Moonlight;

Petals Stained Ruby With Nightingale Blood.

Cast Down In Disgust

To Be Crushed By A Cart-wheel,

Because Of Mere Trivia Misunderstood.



We Quest For A Grail Of Illusive Perfection,

Each Hoping We'll Find It Some Glorious Day.

Yet Gaze With Remorse At Our Jaded Reflection,

That Looks Like The Picture Of Dorian Gray.



[Chorus:]

Siamese Twins Who Were Joined At The Heart.

Love's An Affliction Without A Known Remedy.

Blunt-bladed Fate

Deemed To Cleave Us Apart;

Emotional Surgery Pays No Indemnity.

Some Seek Release With Effete Anaesthesia,

Others Adapt To The Role Of Sworn Enemy.

You Found Nepenthe In Cheap, Sweet Amnesia;

It Was Far Easier Losing My Memory.



And The Nightingale Sang:

"Sing Love's Lament

With A Thorn At Your Breast.

Impaled By Her Barb;

Cruel And Unforgiving.

A Million Dead Poets Would Gladly Attest;

Heart-ache's A Keepsake

To Remind Us We're Living."



[Chorus:]

Siamese Twins Who Were Joined At The Heart.

Love's An Affliction Without A Known Remedy.

Blunt-bladed Fate

Deemed To Cleave Us Apart;

Emotional Surgery Pays No Indemnity.

Some Seek Release With Effete Anaesthesia,

Others Adapt To The Role Of Sworn Enemy.

You Found Nepenthe In Cheap, Sweet Amnesia;

It Was Far Easier Losing My Memory.