Patches

A patch here
A stitch there
And im falling apart everywhere

Things are just piece
That once laid in a heap
Now they seem to ceases to exist

Sown together
Patched and glue
Im not sure there is much more to do

I hope they hold
Because im not that bold
As I was once told

Another patch
Another stitch
Hope it will fix it in a pinch

Things hang there
As the string hold them
But really its just the air
That blows right thru them

A patch here
A stitch here
And if everything goes my way
Nothing will fall apart today