Dan Wilde - Pieces lyrics

Can you hear the rain fall Beating out a rhythm on the city wall? Bad news for the traders on the market stall, they won't sell a thing Taxi driver beeps a horn Waking up a baby only newly born It's a drag for the mother who's feeling worn, she's been up all night And a busker plays a wrong chord Surely confirmation that he's being ignored No one notices him fall upon his own sword, it's a tough old crowd And the number 7's running late All the pa**engers will have to wait Or walk in an attempt to take control of fate But that's a bold move God's laughing when you talk about your future plans It's amusing that you still believe it's in your hands There are pieces in the puzzle no one understands But they all fit in somehow, we just can't see it now Employees on a ciggy break Doing their best just stay awake Talking 'bout how much they're prepared to take But they'll never leave And a car parked on a yellow line Excites a traffic warden who arrives on time It's a pity for the man who has to pay the fine, he's not a rich man God's laughing when you talk about your future plans It's amusing that you still believe it's in your hands There are pieces in the puzzle no one understands But they all fit in somehow, we just can't see it now