di Jones, Carey, Chancellor, Keenan

TOOL

I know the pieces fit ‘cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lover’s 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 ‘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…

di Selway, O’Brien, C. Greewood, J. Greenwood, Yorke

RADIOHEAD

The moon is high up on a mountain
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Waiting on the rapture

Singing, “We’re here to keep your prices down
We’ll feed you to the hounds
To the daily mail, to get up, together”

You made a pig’s ear, you made a mistake
Paid off security and got through the gate
You got away with it but we lie in wait, eh, eh, eh
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