Puzzle Pieces

We are We are both broken souls Ashes scattered across the desert Being vehemently swayed by the raging wind We are both broken souls More shattered than the clay pot at my feet More damaged than the rock, endlessly being beaten by the waves We are both broken souls But i guess that's why we are perfect for each other Scattered ashes in the wind, settling down to form a pile Broken clay pot pieces at my feet, becoming one from whence they came Yes, i know that's why we are perfect for each other