Monday, December 3, 2018

Pieces

I may, allegedly, have a pretty good idea of what one of my Christmas gifts is. 

I've been listening to his music because I'm pretty sure Santa is bringing me his concert tickets this year. 

I've seen Gary Allan live in Wichita a couple of times when I was in college. I'm finding that listening to music from 15 years ago* brings back a lot of memories. 

*= I typed 10 years at first, then I realized that college graduation was 10 years ago. The actual 'college' part of college started 15 years ago. (15?!?!?)


Pieces

I’ve been broken, torn and scattered
I’ve loved holy, I’ve loved sin
I was rolling on the wind
It didn’t matter
I was so sure of who I didn’t want to be
Every smile and every fear
Every laugh and every tear
It was all me, it was all me
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces
We’ve all been lied to
We’ve all been liars
Nothing’s perfect in this world
Everybody’s been burned by the fire
Guess I’m learning
That what breaks you, makes you grow
But I’m not hiding where I’ve been
Gonna let the light shine in
What I don’t need
Gonna let that, let that, let that go
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces, the good and the bad
Pieces, the happy and sad
Pieces, the wrong and the right
Pieces, that’s my, that’s my, that’s my life
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces
Pieces, pieces

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