Tool — Schism

[Verse 1] I know the pieces fit 'Cause I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering Fundamental differing Pure intention juxtaposed Will set two lovers' souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes Testing our communication [Bridge] The light that fueled our fire then Has burned a hole between us so We cannot seem to reach an end Crippling our communication [Verse 2] I know the pieces fit 'Cause 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 Watch the temple topple over To bring the pieces back together Rediscover communication [Bridge] The poetry that comes from The squaring off between And the circling is worth it Finding beauty in the dissonance [Verse 3] 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 our second-guessing Doomed to crumble unless we grow And strengthen our communication [Bridge] Cold silence has a tendency to Atrophy any sense of compassion Between supposed lovers Between supposed lovers [Outro] 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