Schism
I know the pieces fit cause I watched them fall awayMildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motionDisintegrating as it goes testing our communicationThe light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us soWe cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.
I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tumble downNo fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire toPoint the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple overTo bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,And the circling is worth itFinding beauty in the dissonance
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall awayMildewed and smoldering, strangled by our covetingI've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessingDoomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy sense of compassion
Between supposed loversBetween supposed lovers
And I know the pieces fit (x8)