Mosaic
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
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
We parse the script unwritten line by line The mystery of life filtered through time A blank slate open-ended to begin To balance with our own uncertain end, once again It’s appointed for man once to die Maybe years, maybe tonight No matter how hard we rage against the dying of the light It comes for everyone For all of us return to dust An inventory of a lifetime passed Of things ephemeral, and things that last The hourglass runs out we know not when To meet the Maker when our time has come to an end It’s appointed for man once to die Maybe years, maybe tonight No matter how hard we rage against the dying of the light It comes for everyone For all of us (solo: Taylor) When I don’t know who to be Will You watch over me as we walk to the end of the world? They were calling for me, but You were all I could see And Your voice was all I heard For all that we do in this life without You is vanity It’s appointed for man once to die Maybe years, maybe tonight No matter how hard we rage against the dying of the light It comes for all of us Return to dust
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025