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Schism
Tool
I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lover's 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 can not see to reach an end, crippling our communication
I know the pieces fit, 'cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame, that 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 has come from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away
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
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers
Between supposed brothers
But 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
And I know the pieces fit
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lover's 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 can not see to reach an end, crippling our communication
I know the pieces fit, 'cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame, that 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 has come from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away
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
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers
Between supposed brothers
But 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
And I know the pieces fit
1 comentario:
fui a verlos hace un par de años - me imaginas ahi?.- y tengo que decir que se la rifaron super, no conocia mas que una cancion jaja pero como me diverti, esta esta buena.. ya conozco dos!
=0p
pp
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