The following takes place betwen 5 am and 6 am

Watching Top Gear and playing Forza 3 has thought me two very important things.


1) If you tune and upgrade a BMW M5 properly, it WILL beat every other car you thought was quick enough

2) You can't drag race a Lotus Exige and a DB9 fairly, but you probably can on a track with tight corners.

The second lesson is the valuable one. Through extrapolation, I've determined that this is true with music. If I were to compare The Grudge with Schism on a regular day, The Grudge would win. Because it's longer, more complex, more dynamic and more interesting.

Today, however, Schism makes a whole lot more sense.

I know the pieces fit 'cause 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 seem to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit 'cause 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 math enough to know the dangers of our 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.

I know the pieces fit.

I also know that my trials have been over for more than a week, so I should re-de-activate my xbox and get back to studying. Maybe after another episode of 24.