A mans to keen to sell what i dont need
the rain it falls down up off the street
so many people, how could they all exist?
it gets me thinking, but i shouldn´t think like this

i´m in danger of getting so lost
but then again is that part of the plot?
so many people whose problems i can´t read
it gets me thinking, do they question the same thing?

´cause i can´t take it all in all at the same time, time, time
it comes like a flood that swallows you alive, live, live
but suddenly it´ll cut you free and point you to an empty space
´cause my everythings just a puzzle piece
of what is actually happening, actually happening here

this woman here has sadness in her eyes
they pull me in but i can´t see inside
she has a life she leads, but it´s nothing to do with me
so how can i understand what i can´t even see?

´cause i can´t take it all in all at the same time, time, time
it comes like a flood that swallows you alive, live, live but suddenly it´ll cut you free and point you to an empty space
´cause my everythings just a puzzle piece
of what is actually happening, actually happening here

´cause i can´t take it all in all at the same time, time, time
it comes like a flood that swallows you alive, live, live but suddenly it´ll cut you free and point you to an empty space
´cause my everythings just a puzzle piece
of what is actually happening, actually happening here

these thoughts will weigh me down ´til i can´t breathe
i´ll slot myself back in the puzzle, where i should be
where i should be