27 April, 2010

Here I Dreamt I was an Architect

by the Decemberists
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I build this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go

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