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I am an architect
My buildings are circumspect
Inspectors cannot inspect
Without appealing to my darker side
I’m an elevator ride
The higher that my buildings grow
The more I know
This elevator is coming close
To the highest floor
I’ll ever design
And I’m scared
So I’m taking the stairs

To get back down to the basics I well know
Wood blocks and Legos
To find somehow that interlocking logic
Are there no more projects in this
Torn and tattered heart
If I put it all together
Why can’t I take it all apart

I am a builder
My buildings bewilder
If it feels off kilter
Please just don’t look down
My foundation is built upon
An ancient burial ground
The higher that my buildings grow
The more I know
That vertigo
Will be taking hold
And I’m surrounded by ghosts
And I’m scared
And a little bit embarrassed

So I go back to the things that I know well
Cowering in stairwells
To hide somehow from an unsettled spirit
Although I hear its
Torn and tattered heart
Is not unlike mine
All that I’ve learned
Is that I’m not very smart
Once I put it all together
I want to tear it all apart

I’ll go back to the basics I well know
Lincoln Logs and Legos
To find somehow that interlocking logic
And make a project of my
Torn and tattered heart
But once I put it back together
I’ll probably tear it all apart
Because I’m not very smart

I am an architect

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from 2019 Song​-​a​-​Week Thingy, released January 1, 2019

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