Jigsaw

My faith was fraying at the edges
My corners ground down to the bone
The rough ones tore into my trenches
Sank into places love can't hold
I was stone, under pebble, under sand, buried in the ocean
To the dead dark, I'd hold out my hand, just to keep the hope in
And face the morning

So from the hollow of all those years
I would have wait for you
When I covered the missing and called it living
Praying for something to lose
Rusting, reaching deep for the feeling
My spirit had been severed through
But in the second you came I knew
The last piece of me was
Last piece of me was you

You slide your shape around my senses
Like a silken feather floating home
Mosaic Moon-drops paint us naked
When our scars align, we feel the earth shake and glow
We're the stone, to the pebbles to the sand in a jar of our love
We're the soul, the foundations and everything can fall around us

So from the hollow of all those years
I would have wait for you
When I covered the missing and called it living
Praying for something to lose
Rusting, reaching deep for the feeling
My spirit had been severed through
But in the second you came I knew
The last piece of me was
Last piece of me was you
Last piece of me was you