Centregaze - The Architect

The Architect picks up a stranded rock
With a grand gesture he swipes away the dust
On a barren face appears a seed of life
An afterthought, the musing of a night
It began from the sea
The puddle starts to breathe
Light appeared in the deeps
Blooming buds left the reef
In the dirt they achieved
Countless discoveries
Tribes, nations, colonies
And the spread of cities
Governments, rebellions
Waging wars, dominion
Sacrifice, religion
The money and the greed
Climate change and disease
Hurricanes, tsunamis
From above you can hear
A piercing screech
Suddenly, it falls into the sea
In disbelief we scream out at the skies
It's a desolate world around me
And I can't seem to find the light
I can't seem to find my mind
This time
All those people have gathered beside me
They can't tell the left from right
They can't seem to fan the fire
Inside
When the world is crumbling down
You blame The Architect
When the world is crumbling down
I blame the residents
This world is crumbling down
This world is crumbling down
The Architect is looking down on us
In a woken dream, he's blind to all the buzz
Disconnected, his mind begins to slip
His grip loosens, the rock begins to drift
Away
Suddenly, it falls into the sea
In disbelief we scream out at the skies
It's a desolate world around me
And I can't seem to find the light
I can't seem to find my mind
This time
All those people have gathered beside me
They can't tell the left from right
They can't seem to fan the fire
Inside
When the world is crumbling down
You blame The Architect
When the world is crumbling down
I blame the residents
This world is crumbling down
This world is crumbling down
Sleep, sleep Outer One
Never to wake
Hear, the flute and drums
They keep us sane
Sleep, sleep Outer One
Never to wake
Behold, the world will know
The Architect
It's a desolate world around me
And I can't seem to find the light
It's a desolate world around me
And I can't seem to find the light
I can't seem to find my mind
This time
All those people have gathered beside me
They can't tell the left from right
They can't seem to fan the fire
Inside

Written by:
Jean-Bernard Battista

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