Pick Up the Pieces

I want to know

What you have seen

So I can show you

How good life really seems

The pieces don’t make sense

Right now, Right now

But the darker corners have gotten

Bright now, Bright now

Stop this madness

Before it’s too late

Not everyone ‘round you

Feels the same kind of hate

It’s not too late

To realize your dreams

While you’re waiting, find out

How good life really seems

Written 3/31/05

Shadow of Silver