Jigsaw Puzzles

He picked up the pieces of his broken life,
Put them in a bag.
Carried them with him, sealed away,
Now he’s walking to nothing,
Just a living machine.

Jigsaw puzzles all around us,
The pieces don’t seem to fit.
A game to some, to some it’s their death,
Some cry out, don’t you see it?

She threw it away, all that she had,
Turned her back on life.
Her heart in pieces she trekked alone,
Now she’s walking to nothing,
No goals, no dreams.

Jigsaw puzzles all around us,
The pieces don’t seem to fit.
A game to some, to some it’s their death,
Some cry out, don’t you see it?

He drove himself to drugs to drink,
Fallen off the road.
The shattered remnants held in his pocket,
Now he’s walking to nothing,
Just tired, alone.

Jigsaw puzzles all around us,
The pieces don’t seem to fit.
A game to some, to some it’s their death,
Some cry out, don’t you see it?

What’s your story? What’s your game?
Is your life in pieces too?
The picture of love has been torn apart,
It’s scattered to the wind.

So the jigsaw puzzles are all around us,
The pieces don’t seem to fit.
A game to some, to some it’s their death,
Some cry out, don’t you see it?

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