Tool - Schism i A Perfect Circle - Blue
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 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 doesnt mean I dont 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 and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
Ive done the the math enough to know the dangers of a second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication
Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers
Between supposed lovers.
And I know the pieces fit.
\\"Blue\\"
I didn\\\'t want to know
I just didn\\\'t want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim
I just didn\\\'t want to know
Didn\\\'t want, didn\\\'t want,
Didn\\\'t want, didn\\\'t want
Close my eyes just to look at you
Taken by the seamless vision
I close my eyes,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
Because I don\\\'t want to know
I didn\\\'t want to know
I just didn\\\'t want to know
I just didn\\\'t want
Mistook the nods for an approval
Just ignore the smoke and smile
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
Such a perfect color for your eyes
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, she\\\'s turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
I don\\\'t want to know