darling engineer / how your monuments grow
tearing heaven’s frames / ‘til the firmaments show
tell me how sound they stand

spacious absence, vistas painted blue
the workers break at noon / tired of views they build
let’s stick with the plans / they’re out of our hands
let’s stick with the plans
we’ll let the ground hold us down

like an arabesque / curving elegant lines
into weight and mass / laid to rest in the sky
softly how eyes climb the rise

carbon sketches forced to fit the form
the iron bends the storm / this building will stand tall
we kept all our plans / traced in the sand
we let all our plans / sift from our hands
all that’s left melts to glass

Lyrics submitted by DarkerShadeofWinter

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