You built these walls in perfect prose

A monument that nobody knows

Had hairline cracks that didn't show

A silent fault line, starting to grow

Thought we were granite, solid state

Ignoring tremors at the gate

And the pressure builds, a whispered sound

From hollow spaces underground

One final word, it hits the ground...

I was the keystone, holding it all in place (all-in-place)

Now I'm just fragments, scattered in time and space (time-and-space)

This fractured keystone, a mosaic of my mistakes

But in the breaking, a different kind of shape it takes

I trace the edges, sharp and new

A different angle, a different view

No longer perfect, but maybe true

Letting the light, the light shine through

These broken pieces on the floor

Aren't what they were, they're something more

I was the keystone, holding it all in place (all-in-place)

Now I'm just fragments, learning to love the space (love-the-space)

This fractured keystone, a testament to grace

'Cause in the breaking, I finally found my own space

And maybe solid was a lie

A pretty prison in the sky

To fall to earth... is how you learn to fly...

I was the keystone, holding it all in place! (I held it all!)

Now I'm the fragments, dancing in time and space! (Watch me dance!)

This fractured keystone, a masterpiece of my mistakes!

'Cause in the breaking, a universe awakes! (It awakes!)