Poison in My Pocket

You and I go sailing by, and no one will know where to find us
 Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
 We're leaving the riffraff behind us
 All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
 Our cares for the moments at bay
 Side-by-side, who knows how far we'll glide
 Bid the world goodbye eagerly we'll fly away
 I am standing here with poison in my pocket
 Standing on this frozen little dock-
 It seems that I've just let them skate my opportunity away
 If I had the poise to put the poison in a pot of tea or else a shot of gin
 I would be back amid the noise of london by the end of day
 But,
 I am standing here with poison in my pocket
 One eye on the target, one eye on the clock
 It better happen soon before I lose my nerve and run
 If I had a knife I could have grabbed him
 And discreetly knocked him on the head and stabbed him
 Not to mention what I would have done if I had had a gun
 Then again,
 The thought occurs if I had truly taken stock
 It might have stopped me from putting poison in my pocket
 What a fool to travel all this way and not think twice
 Murder's not a hobby for the cautious
 Thoughts of violence can make the timid nauseous
 gasp
 Unless of course the victim plunges head-on through the ice
 It appears that I've been handed quite an opportune solution
 And all that still remains is proper execution
 I had better join them on the lake before it gets too late
 Suddenly there is no stumbling block
 It means that I won't need the poison in my pocket
 What a stroke of luck, Sibella teased me till I learned to skate
 Curse her now?
 Time is racing now
 Time is racing on
 It's all a matter of pacing
 In a moment, this moment will be gone
 With the rhythm of a violinist I am sawing where i think the ice is thinnest
 to create a hole through which the tragic lovers meet their doom
 One could call call this rather diabolic
 Is it strange to feel a wee bit melancholic?
 Right, a twinge of some remorse,
 Of course! A conscience I assume.
 But no! As i'm cutting I am contemplating,
 And the truth is it's a tad exhilarating
 Even though it's not inconceivable that i'll get caught
 Still it comes as quite a shock it seems
 A novice standing here with poison in his pocket
 Can decide that murdering is easier then he had thought
 Bid the world goodbye eagerly we fly-
 (Asquith Jr. drowns)
 Monty: Away
 All of this is frankly easier than i had thought