Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect Songtext
von The 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

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

And try one, and try two
I 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