Structure

Fit the pieces into the mold.
Too many fixtures are growing bold.
Less is more until it is not as it should be.
Whether I make sense or not is something you don’t need to recite to me.

For when the walls start to crumble and crack…
What remains might not join to take the slack.
Rather sing the praises and raise the roof!

Turn the tap the way it should not go.
Bring from the depths what you wish to show.
Consider and console in the deepest blue.
Take aim at the conviction which you wish would not remain for you.

For when the walls start to crumble and crack…
What remains might not join to take the slack.
Rather sing the praises and raise the roof!

Here is where you reside in proof.
Tattered shreds and false idol gold.
Welcome the shattered into the fold.
Paradise of seldom violent cells.
These remnants are coated with spells.
Grafted alongside rooms of coal.
Have them offer up their bowl.
Call from the house to which you pledge.
Don’t leave these souls hanging on the ledge.

Fit the pieces and make them stick.
Too many fixtures are growing thick.
Less is more until it is not going to be.
Whether I make sense or not is something upon which we don’t have to agree.

For when the walls start to crumble and crack…
What remains might not join to take the slack.
Rather sing the praises and raise the roof!

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