Paper Architects

Lyrics

Building castles out of blueprints Drawing lines that never meet Every wall that we construct prints Shadows where the light retreats Paper architects designing Cities made of grand illusion While the real world keeps declining In a haze of mass confusion What's the point of all these towers Ff they crumble when it rains? All our theoretical powers Can't wash away the stains Sketching dreams on drawing tables Calculating every beam But the foundation's never stable When it's built on someone's dream Rubber stamps and red tape binding Every vision to the ground All the answers we keep finding Are just echoes of the sound What's the point of all these towers If they crumble when it rains? All our theoretical powers Can't wash away the stains Tear the blueprints into pieces Let the wind take them away Maybe when the planning ceases We can build a better day Construction crews with empty toolboxes Standing in the morning light All our beautiful ideas in boxes Won't help us sleep tonight