The Puzzler - I Hate This Place

These pieces don’t fit

But I don’t mind the mystery

A path so nonsensically leads

Let’s follow, see what comes of it

You walked me home

Underneath the boulevard of linden trees

Rain brought the falling leaves down

The passerbys, they scattered and left us alone

Peculiar, I thought

This only happens in the classless films of my youth

It’s not true to life

But there I was kissing you

And I am a puzzler

'Cause you keep me guessing what’s in front of me

We’re friends so untypically paired

An interlocked menagerie of funny words

Something coherent emerges from

This blur of thoughts

And I’ll call your bluff

When you say you’re worried that

These pieces don’t fit

'Cause I just solved the mystery

Our paths fall together most definitely

Let’s follow, see what comes of it