Everything is falling apart

One-by-one – the dominoes fall
Each one taking the toll

Of all the things that could happen
This one seems to be on repeat

Everything is falling apart

Two-by-two – all things queued up
Face-to-face ready for war

The war is won in the battle
The battle is won in practice

Everything is falling apart

Three-by-three – the stronghold is ours
As a chord of three strands isn’t easily broken

So is the outcome of the war
Unphased by the outcome of the battle

In the simplicity of it all
It could be things simply falling into place

For you to piece it back together