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The Artist and the Architect
They reside on the moon
In a vast windowless room
Through the walls they heard laughing
At the seam they were cracking

Through the ear of the present
Hear the first chord dissonant
Wield the sword at the peasant
Posing threat

When the mold of the absolute
Means so much to you
It divorces you from your design

The artist and the architect
One makes dreams, one makes schemes
Plays thе pawns where you wish
In your mind

Don't you evеr mistake me again
Don't you ever mistake me again
For a loved one or a long lost friend
Don't you, don't you

Don't you pull
On the [?] strings
Means so much to me, means not much to you
When they told of the latitudes
Where the treasure lies
Do they even look you in the eye

Don't you ever mistake me again
Don't you ever mistake me again
For a loved one or a long lost friend
Don't you ever mistake me again
Don't you ever mistake me again
Don't you ever mistake me again
For a loved one or a long lost friend
Don't you ever