It's not the pieces of the puzzle that matter, but the way they fit together.
You can have the wackiest shape and fit it together
with another wacky shape and its perfect
because you're not really looking at a single detail
but the whole picture, when its finished.
Puzzles are the ultimate way to describe life, it’s phenomenal.
You've got those pieces that slide in perfectly and its awesome cause you
didn't have to try too hard to make it work.
And then there are those pieces that you can’t figure out just where they go,
but you hang on to them because you know they’re important
and you’ll need them later.
There’s also those one pieces, the ones you really need but can’t find.
You’re searching and scanning and tracing the full picture with your eyes
but you just can’t seem to find that one piece that fits.
BAM.*
That’s *life right there.
There are things that come easy, not so easy, and things that are so hard
you just want to give up and throw it all away.
And the only thing that keeps you from doing that is
the strong possibility that the end picture will be perfect.
Or it might not be and that’s just fine… i mean,
who wants a picture perfect life anyways?