Miles of avenues, buildings of blocks Window reflections of mirrors Compa** morality, blueprints of thought Who'll be the one to delight you? The positive one to invite you? Incite to be riotous in spite of it all Is there room at your table to move? There's architecture in the way you care With the form of a dream But reality's ghost still there Touched by personal Chernobyl's Just like any piece of clay Finding more than you had planned on Slowly shaped along the way Towers of gravity, ladders of hope Spires of grandeur design Armchair psychology, end of the rope Rapidly learning to climb As the new elevations remind Who'll be the one to release you? The fortunate one to increase you? Share the surprises and ring in the rises And drink to the probable you There's architecture in the way you breathe With the seed of a birth But reality won't conceive All the personal Titanics Just like any ship at bay Testing litmus every Christmas Slowly shaped along the way Slowly shaped along the way, hey