Monday, November 13, 2006

The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore

I've been twisting and turning,
In a space that's too small.
I've been drawing the line
and watching it fall,
You've been closing me in,
closing the space in my heart.
Watching us fading
and watching it all fall apart.

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.

You pulled me under,
I had to give in.
Such a beautiful myth,
Thats breaking my skin.
Well I'll hide all the bruises,
I'll hide all the damage thats done.
But I show how I'm feeling
until all the feeling has gone.

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been to long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.


Its the better thing to do,
Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.


Ooh don't missunderstand,
How I feel.
Cause I've tried, yes I've tried.
But still I don't know why, no I dont know why.
I dont know why......

Well I can't explain why it's not enough,
Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now,
oh just leave me now
Its the better thing to do.

Its time to surrender,
Its been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces dont fit anymore,
The pieces dont fit here anymore.


The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore - James Morrison

Refer to previous post here and maybe you'll see the connection. This song has been playing on a loop on the phone, even lately at night because I now listen to music to put me to sleep. I was hoping some slow emo song would put me in the right frame of mind to sleep since I've had the oddest case of insomnia lately, not helped by the coughing fits that wake me up at night.

But all this song does is make me remember emo memories and unsolved stuff. Like

jigsaws
soft toys
blue ribbon
presents
valentines
emo talk with various emo people

The sad part is that when I'm lying under the blanket, I'm all too comfortable to move. So being the lazy bum, I'm willingly paralysed, listening to this. And because the body lazily refuses to move, the mind goes crazy hyper from pent up energy and goes on a runaway train.
Some two months after that post, I find that my outlook has changed slightly. I don't know if he's changed, and he's evolved so that he's really not right anymore. Or it could be my fickleness at work again, and my view of him has matured. Or it could be that nothing has changed and whatever there was has just gotten sick of nothing happening, and evolved into something more stable and comforting, less negativity, but no change in complication level.

I think it was Goffman who said something along the lines of how our world is ever changing, and we experience ourselves and society in ever changing frames. So perhaps its about time I changed my frames. Because I gave up a long long long time ago. Without my realising it.

Right now at this point, the puzzle is obviously not complete. There's so many little missing pieces, but friends and drama already bring so much colour and texture to my whole masterpiece that it's distracting enough that I don't look too closely and feel the missing pieces all too much.

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