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An Awkward Architect

from We Own These Monkey Bars by Strictly Off the Record

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I close my eyes and fantasize what it’s like to feel inside of that safe you call a pumping beating heart. Through all the nerves and the veins, if I’m asleep or awake, sometimes I wish I never heard you speak a word of it to me. But then I wouldn’t own quite half the soul that I have today… but it’s like I do now.

Theres not a thing I wouldn’t do, just to own a piece of you, that temple standing strong and holding firm. There’s not a thing I wouldn’t do, just to be inside of you. I’ll remodel every door and window pane if you want me to to compliment your curves and subtle ways. I’ll change it all all for you.

But now you’re gone, and I’m an architect without a home.
But now you’re gone, strike up a redemption song! Right now!

Well that’s just the cut I’ve gotta take for the home i should’ve built for you, for me. The nights that we spent in my bed should’ve served as a clue, or a cue somehow. We were whiskey intellectuals, introverted sexual beings with the bookworm blues. There’s just an animal, an artist that’s fighting and starving inside of me, a monster kept alive for you.

Now when I sit and write it down I find it really seems helps me out. So heres the jist for us two egotists, I just press the chords and all if its reversed. I guess I’ll make it, one more day… at least one more song.

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from We Own These Monkey Bars, released February 19, 2012

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