Pieces of Me

Headlights on the road up ahead the dark takes hold, and the forest closes in like walls
The day was so sublime until the shrills of splintered pines start to echo through their timbered halls
As thoughts begin to clutter a pulse turns to a shudder, white fists glued to a steering wheel
Turned into the drive to a vision so divine, in the window my muse revealed

In sun or stormy weather, for worser or for better
You built it up from the ground
With the pieces of me, the broken pieces you found

Up and down and over, horseshoes and four-leaf clovers, with work and a bit of luck
A home of bricks and mortar a love that shields its borders, from the perils that just won't stop
Thoughts no longer cluttered a pulse has lost its shudder, those fists are softened with a touch
The night has come alive with a vision so divine, that painted picture has become a crutch

In sun or stormy weather, for worser or for better
You built it up from the ground
With the pieces of me, the broken pieces you found
I could not be better when tangled up together
You build it up when it's knocked down
With the pieces of me, the broken pieces you found

My shadows will always give way cuz your light will never be betrayed
My darkness will always fade away

In sun or stormy weather, for worser or for better
You built it up from the ground
With the pieces of me, the broken pieces you found
You took the pieces of me, and gave me this peace that I've found

Back out on the road up ahead the light takes hold, while the forest appeals its treason
As I get down on my knees with my muse among the trees I won't beg and you will never give me reason