I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall awayMildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing. Pure intention that juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion Disintegrating as it goes in testing our communication The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us So We cannot seem to reach an end Crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them tumble downNo fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire toPoint the finger, blame the other, or 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 fallAway.Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our covetingI've done the math enough to know the dangers of our secondGuessingDoomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen ourCommunication.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion

Between supposed lovers. (x2)

I know the pieces fit. (x8)