Pieces Lyrics

Dark sings, my head on a string

The moment that brings us tonight.



And all we ever get is time, the days are a crime

Never eager to describe the haze.

And maybe every other night, if the mood finds him right

Catch a moon in both his eyes but never dares return the gaze.



Sweet glow, descend now and grow

The quicksilver slows on the stage.



And everybody was amazed, a world somehow strange.

Pieces you can rearrange, design.

Aurora coming into bloom, you scream hello moon.

Love about to make a move as we wait for the lamplight to die.