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Song Information:

"Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1

This song was inspired by my loss of faith in someone. I dipped into a deep reservoir of pain to write it. It helped.

Song Lyrics:

words & music by Erica Rowell
additional words by Leila Walker

After another try at a relationship, this time long-distance, I called it off when I saw the same disingenuous, hurtful m.o. That's not my style.
Thank god for music.

there she goes, she's picking up the pieces
heaven knows she stacks them one by one
she's so sure she don't believe in jesus
but she gets down on her knees
she always wants to please
she thinks she can believe
but she doesn't know what peace is

going to pieces

painting by numbers, she's good with her hands, she's art
inside the lines, muted colors lack the spark
still running round, running scared, running in circles
chaotic modern art
she starts, she stops, she starts
she's flailing in the dark
from her sclerotic heart

going to pieces

she steals a pass, she runs, she scores, it's a game
what she calls love, she's always dousing out the flame
gets her coffee with schadenfreude
she plots, she points, she schemes
her schema makes you scream
she's too afraid to dream
she's bursting at the seams

going to pieces

she's hiding in the dark
lying in the park
spurting out the spark
shucking on a lark

you've seen her before
falling on the floor
asking again for more
then slamming shut the door

© Erica Rowell. 2007. All rights reserved.