Speak louder so they can't hear the silence instead,
turmoils and echos around my rigorous head,
keeping all the truths that we want to destroy
but we ought to protect,
see... I am nothing but a builder
but tonight I dreamt I was
an architect.

Momentum holds and it wouldn't rest,
dissolved in same old liquid mess,
vibrating body around its perfect chest
somehow.. still trying to disconnect,
see... I was always just a builder
but tonight I dreamt I was
an architect.

Speak louder so we can defend
our tones as much as ourselves,
words, flames, desires - we should always protect,
see... I will always stay a builder
but tonight..
I dreamt I was an architect.

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Hold your breath now, inhale,
there are no more buildings in our way,
myths are gone, imperfect and pale,
no more bricks that we can melt,
and I lay here as a builder, introspect,
still somewhere in the distance, far away,
we all dream
to be the architect..

(Inspired by: The Decembersists)