Tool Schism

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched 'em fall away
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 a burned a hole between us, so
We cannot 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 [and]
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 enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
[We're] Doomed to crumble unless we grow
[We] Must strengthen our communication

(Cold, cold, cold)
Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers-
Between supposed lovers...

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!'''''