[Verse 1 - Male] John wakes beneath Bogotá With vomit on the floor, Still chasing Lilith through the haze Behind señora’s door. [Verse 1 - Female] Müller awaits his stunning guest, Manhattan's heat burns high; They drop the boring contract talk To buy a pizza pie. [Pre-Chorus] [Male] One drinks to keep the ghosts asleep, [Female] One smiles to hide an obscure past. [Chorus] [Male] Ricochets. [Female] Ricochets. [Duet] A bullet strikes a distant wall And still returns somehow. [Male] Through Bogotá and New York lights, [Female] Through bourbon breath and tailored lies, [Duet] Two strangers orbit one dead night Without yet knowing why. [Verse 2 - Male] Lida watches Carlson speak While television glows, He fears each drink will wash away The daughter that he knows. [Verse 2 - Female] Morning breaks through hotel blinds, A Blackberry vibrates, And Müller answers threats with calm While something darker waits. [Pre-Chorus] [Male] One searches for a vanished face, [Female] One buries what he knows. [Chorus] [Male] Ricochets. [Female] Ricochets. [Duet] A bullet strikes a distant wall And still returns somehow. [Male] Through Bogotá and New York lights, [Female] Through bourbon breath and tailored lies, [Duet] Two strangers orbit one dead night Without yet knowing why. [Bridge] [Male] A boarding house above old streets. [Female] A luxury hotel beside the park. [Male] Cheap aspirin dissolving in water. [Female] French cocktails under painted kings. [Male] A notebook hidden in a drawer. [Female] A contract folded in a briefcase. [Male] Two men waking from different hangovers. [Female] From Miami neither one fully sober. [Verse 3 - Male] He walks the crowded streets alone, Repeating names like prayers, Afraid that if he stops too long The mission disappears. [Verse 3 - Female] Müller drifts through summer heat With practiced ease and charm, Yet every polished word conceals A quiet state of alarm. [Pre-Chorus] [Male] One fears forgetting why he stayed, [Female] One fears what stays recalled. [Chorus] [Male] Ricochets. [Female] Ricochets. [Duet] A bullet strikes a distant wall And still returns somehow. [Male] Through Bogotá and New York lights, [Female] Through bourbon breath and tailored lies, [Duet] Two strangers orbit one dead night Without yet knowing why. [Outro] [Male] A notebook closes. [Female] A Blackberry lights again. [Male] The city buses keep moving. [Female] The hotel elevators still rise. [Duet] And somewhere between memory and strategy, the first ricochet is already in motion.
