At the center of the universe or on the street without a name All the pieces will fit together just the same Darkest day or the brightest sky or burned a little by the flame All the pieces will fit together just the same Rest into another dawn reaching for a spotlight game Then lead onto, onto a life of constant rain Whether in a time of gifts or colors turning pale Some must go astray while others shall prevail Taking one bolder step may not be free of pain But all the pieces will fit together just the same All the pieces will fit together just the same