Mosaic
Theocracy
The artisan designs
In a secret place
Moves with grace
Shifting seasons mark the time
As it comes and goes
With the wind that blows
And after all, the pieces fall
Landing where they may
You never left or chose to throw them all away
An unknown future, broken past
Like imperfect panes of glass
A window into the darkness
Picture perfect on the wall
I'm a step behind
Lost in time
My perspective ever flawed
Phantom imagery
Sensory
And after all, the pieces fall
Landing where they may
You never left or chose to throw them all away
An unknown future, broken past
Like imperfect panes of glass
Taking shape into something more
What a wonder, fireborn and unforsaken
Piece by broken piece to form
Unveiling this grand mosaic
Compositing the story of a life
Tonight
We are mosaic
Partial pages, scattered scenes
Nothing on their own
The great unknown
Blurry pictures on the screen
Focus pull unto
The master view
'Cause after all, the pieces fall
Landing where they may
You never left or chose to throw us all away
An unknown future, broken past
Like imperfect panes of glass
Revealing the larger grand design
What a wonder, fireborn and unforsaken
Piece by broken piece to form
Unveiling this grand mosaic
Compositing the story of a life
Tonight
We are mosaic
Gallery, artistry
Mystery, great adventure
Mastery, harmony
History to remember
Like perspective of a woven tapestry
Shifting from the side we see
What a wonder, fireborn and unforsaken
Piece by broken piece to form
Unveiling this grand mosaic
Compositing the story of a life
Tonight
We are mosaic
