Story Behind The Song
This song contains SO many references, I could not even begin to explain the story behind them. Each line has a huge story behind it. IF a particular line interests you, ask me about it...I'd love to tell you a story.
Song Description
This is dedicated, along with the album, to my family. We are who we are because of these things.
| Song Length |
3:59 |
Genre |
New Age - Alternative, Unique - Unclassified |
Lyrics
Kiki the cat/Who never came back
Jar-jar the bird, who died on the third
She left us with kittens as fast as she came
He was the friendliest budgie I named
That tree in Japan, her tiny hot hand
The chestnut on 117 Stratford Ct
Do you remember our Danish report in song
These are the pieces, the pieces of heart
Shards of colored glass form the loveliest art
Mosaic of being is first torn apart
Broken to become
Become who we are
The artist is never far.
Those stekabeks spawned heroes and beasts
The games we kids played are with you today
The blastercraft, anastasias
Shape-shifting Naks, with strange little names
Stories from Mom and Dad in the car
Do you remember the Germany stars with me
These are the pieces, the pieces of heart
Shards of colored glass form the loveliest art
Mosaic of being is first torn apart
Broken to become
Become who we are
The artist is never far.
When we found out that James couldn't speak
The tears on the autism books before me
When we first learned little Jackie might not live
Fighting for rights towards learning and life
Waiting for meeting 'til Dad crossed the sea to come home
I miss the woman who never lived alone.
These are the pieces, the pieces of heart
Shards of colored glass form the loveliest art
Mosaic of being is first torn apart
Broken to become
Become who we are
The artist is never far.