I remember an ocean of strange colours
All running into one another just
Desperate to feel something
A familiar scene of a place that I had never been
Maybe these lives were intertwined by
A web of my own memory
They call you
The architect that weaves
The lives inbetween
And they say
That you know nothing
Of what its like to dream
Or how to live
And it's so sweet and so deep in the way
That you love your designs
Now they have your mind
As I wandered this place of haunting mystery
A wave came and swept me away
Held me at the bottom of the sea
There was a message that I knew I'd seen in another dream
Constructed thoughts to give an effect that I was actually living
They call you
The architect that weaves
The lives inbetween
And they say
That you know nothing
Of what its like to dream
Or how to live
And it's so sweet and so deep in the way
That you love your designs
Now they have your mind
Now they have your mind
Now they have your mind
Now they have your mind