Mosaic

Picking up the pieces

To put them back together

Staring at the faces

That hoped for something better

Wondering if I'll ever be the same

Wondering if I'll ever feel good again

But I'm still standing

Holding on

Stripped of all these chains you've put on

I'm still young

I'm still free

You haven't got the best of me

Holding on to reason

But caught up in the moment

With nothing to believe in

Because everything is broken

Nothing will ever be the same

No nothing will ever feel good again

Now you're seeing all your bridges burn

We're all waiting for it to be your turn

With your fingers and wires crossed

Counting down the names of the lives you've cost...