Missing Pieces

I think I lost all of these missing pieces
In the dead lands by the ocean
Strung out between some statues of Jesus
And the grave of a life he's chosen

Send out my heathens
It ends now and I can hear it coming
I'm hell-bound but I feel alright

I remember all the steady ringing
And my love for the dull commotion
When grey skies and heavy breezes
Mirrored my emotions

Send out my heathens
It ends now and I can hear it coming
I'm hell-bound but I feel alright

Face down in the middle of this day drown
I'm sick and I know I can't stay out
But I feel alright

All weathered I fade into the fall
Where the leaves don't change at all
Cold water will welcome curtain call
I have wandered from my home

I think I lost all of these missing pieces
In the dead lands by the ocean
Strung out between some statues of Jesus
And the grave of a life he's chosen



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Craig Stever, Tom Farkas, Michael Robert Hickey, Tyler Lawrence Klose
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