Lyrics

You’re pieces of a puzzle
That never really gets solved
The dusty cardboard fragments sting your eyes
Your words are little bread crumbs
I’m sorry ‘bout your mom
It breaks my heart to see you nearly cry
Why are you so hard on yourself Just you and nobody else
So much broken glass on your shelf That I don’t know about
If monsters are under your bed
We can fight them together my friend And turn them to artwork instead
We can trade for a crown
The sky’s a billion stars
And one of them is yours
A cosmic fingerprint of you alone
So travel through the night
Your ever burning light
Is carving out a path to bring you home
Why are you so hard on yourself Just you and nobody else
So much broken glass on your shelf That I don’t know about
If monsters are under your bed
We can fight them together my friend And turn them to artwork instead
We can trade for a crown