Schism

I know the pieces fit
Cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering
Fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls and motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication

The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between as so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication

I know the pieces fit
Cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watched the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes 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 enought to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication

Cold cold cold cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense our compassion

Betweet supposed lovers
Between supposed brothers

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!