Treasure Island

Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Search For Pieces


We're all made of broken pieces
We search for all the missing parts
That lie contingent upon action
We watch the stars hoping for some insight
But the shroud is too thick to penetrate
Our silent screams go unanswered
Or maybe unnoticed but, is there really a difference?
Sometimes the puzzle pieces don't fit
And sometimes they go elsewhere
And we try to mend the broken hearts
For naught; eventually they'll break again
Why struggle for a war we won't win?
But still we search for our broken parts
That have been scattered by sea and wind

Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 22, 2013
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