Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect

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 'neath my tender hand

When their husbands were not around

But, you're 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