finding beauty in the dissonance
Schism - Tool
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed & 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 burned a hole between us 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, watch 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 & smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, & strengthen our communication
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers
Between supposed brothers.
And I know the pieces fit.
Strangers Of The Heart - Heart
Through the mist on the harbor / Dancing lights on the water
Shadows move, I see you smiling again / When I reach out to touch you
Like a ghost looking through me / Sending chills deep into me
Shattered dreams falling like teardrops again / As you make me remember
Strangers of the heart / Always safe with words unspoken
Strangers of the heart / Don’t take chances they’ll get broken
No matter where you are / Hear me tonight
I don’t want to be strangers at heart
Broken glass of my mirror / Makes my eyes see much clearer
You and I only a whisper away / Never telling each other
Strangers of the heart / Always safe with words unspoken
Strangers of the heart / Don’t take chances they’ll get broken
No matter where you are / Hear me tonight
I don’t want to be strangers at heart
Off to my self-esteem support group! (woo)
*HUGS*