P I E C E S

You may find me under brick
Or forgotten on your shelf
Once I was part of you
A reflection of your self

I am blood soaked fur
And age old creases
But still here to catch you
When you fall to pieces

They've taken out every stitch
I'm leaking at the seams
My buttons cracked and broken
Only silence when I scream

I am blood soaked fur
And age old creases
But still here to catch you
When you fall to pieces

Words & Music Copyright Mike Heinrich/Wolfgang Carter 2009