Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect Lyrics - Castaways And Cutouts - Decemberists

And here I dreamt I was a soldier 

And I marched the streets of Birkenau 

And I recall in spring, the perfume that the air would bring 

To the indolent town 

Where the barkers called the moon down 

The carnival was ringing loudly now 

And just to lay with you, there's nothing that I wouldn't do 

Save lay my rifle down 

And try one, and try two 

Guess it always comes down to 

Alright, it's okay 

Guess it's better to turn this way 

And I am nothing of a builder 

But here I dreamt I was an architect 

And I built this balustrade to keep you home, to keep you safe 

From the outside world 

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But the angles and the corners 

Even though my work is unparalleled 

They never seemed to meet, the structure fell about our feet 

And we were free to go 

And try one, and try two 

Guess it always comes down to 

Alright, it's okay 

Guess it's better to turn this way 

And here in Spain I am a Spaniard 

I will be buried with my marionettes 

Countess and courtesan have fallen beneath my tender hand 

When their husbands were not around 

But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend 

While you furrow like a lioness 

And we are vagabonds, we travel without seat belts on 

And live this close to death 

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And try one, and try two 

Guess it always comes down to 

Alright, it's okay 

Guess it's better to turn this... 

But I won, so you lose 

Guess it always comes down to 

Alright, it's okay 

Guess it's better to turn this way