Tool: Schism--An appropriate song for this day and age?

Seems very appropriate for our recent sociopolitical climate...

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 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 and 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, and 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.

yeah, aenema hasn't happened yet, and 46+2 is so three years ago :wink: . I'd agree, schism is the state of the people right now. It's funny how Maynard can put his finger on things so well.

In times like these and in times like those
What will be will be and so it goes
And it always goes on and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on it goes, hmm

There will always be laughin cryin birth and dyin
Boys and girls with hearts that take and give and break
Heal and grow and recreate and raise and nurture
Then hurt, form time to times like these and times like those
What will be will be and so it goes

There will always be stop and go and fast and slow
And action reaction and sticks and stones and broken bones
Those for peace and those for war
And God bless these ones not those ones but these ones

May times like these and times like those
What will be will be and so it goes
And it always goes on and on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on and on it goes, hmm

Somehow I know, it wont be the same
Somehow I know, it’ll never be the same

- Jack Johnson

I don't want to be hostile.
I don't want to be dismal.
But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existance either.
See
I want to believe you,
and I want to trust
and I want to have faith to put away the dagger.

But you lie, cheat, and steal.
And yet
I tolerate you.
Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
while I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your praise and glory.
Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma
as I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your glory
while you
lie, cheat, and steal.
How can I tolerate you.

Our guilt,our blame ,
I've been far too sympathetic.
Our blood, our fault.
I've been far too sympathetic.

I am not innocent.
You are not innocent.
Noone is innocent.

I will no longer tolerate you
Even if I must go down beside you.
Because,
Noone is innocent.

Rev, i think your song is actually "Parabol", not "Schism"