I'll make you home That flows like your words Onto the parchment Align all the rooms So that they have the best view Into the sunset I'm building a world From your brushstrokes The fine lines that we weave Are the words that We spoke I'll write you a poem That will hold you up strong When all the stars turn And if our world burns You won't be hurt alone Cuz I'll be hurting too But we Can rewrite the story together To one Of those endings where They live happily forever after And I'd be the scene That played out in your dreams Of the future I'd be the screen That frames you Where you're sleeping tonight A construct so perfect Beyond fantasy And yet still Truer than life (Life) without Anymore goodbyes The strongest of Structures still broken I've seen The surest lines written fall senselessly And never spoken loud I need to hear your voice I need to escape from the cold inside my mind Clipping straight through through the noise The pieces tumble as I race far behind you Now here we stand In the rubble of plans Left forsaken The embers still glowing Like memories slow faded Time has taken away But I Can build you a new world From brushstrokes The fine Lines that I weave are the Words that we spoke The Calligrapher and the Archi - I Hate This Place编辑于2021/04/23更新