Schism-Tool

I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall away

I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them tumble down

I know the pieces fit, I know the pieces fit,I know the pieces fit,I know the pieces fit,I know the pieces fit,I know the pieces fit,I know the pieces fit, I know the pieces fit.

There was a time that the pieces fit but I watched them fall away

No fault, none to blame, it doesn't mean I don't desire To point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes from the squarin' off between And the circling is worth it, finding beauty in the dissonance

Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers' souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes, testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so We cannot see to reach an end, crippling our communication

Cold silence has A tendency to Atrophy any sense of compassion Between supposed brothers Between supposed lovers

Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting I've done the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow and strengthen our communication