Streets, these visions, an origami city folding in.
Construction, creation, we are architects and kings
The scene where Cobb is teaching Ariadne to manipulate the dream world and she folds the city like origami
We were young together, but I’ve grown ancient.
Saito and Cobb say several times "We were young once. We can be young me again." Saito is lost in Limbo and becomes an old man.
Cracked and weathered and filled with regret
Saito also asks Cobb, "Do you want to rejoin your family or die alone, an old man filled with regret?"
Locked away, a dream-dweller pale from hiding with secrets
Deeper than daylight dares to seek.
Come out, emerge!
Hands to our eyes, overexposed for all we are.
Again, Saito lost in Limbo, where he can't escape.
Doubt is a plague.
Doubt is what Cobb put in Mal's mind that caused her to kill herself and frame Cobb. Doubt that reality was real. In the movie, an idea is describe "like a virus."
When all their eyes are tied to me, just carry the conversation please.
The scene where Ariadne draws the attention of Cobb's subconscious. She's talking and everybody is looking at the two of them with extreme suspicion.
We were young, sandcastle kings building empires, cities and homes.
Architects tangled up in our sleep.
Pretty much a summation of Mal's Cobb's dynamic. Again, "We were young, once." In the Limbo, they were able to construct their own realities. They built a city on a beach. They spent too long there and eventually became convinced that it was real.
Wake up.
The only way to escape Limbo and the dream world in general.
This song reminds me a lot of "Inception."
Streets, these visions, an origami city folding in. Construction, creation, we are architects and kings
We were young together, but I’ve grown ancient.
Cracked and weathered and filled with regret
Locked away, a dream-dweller pale from hiding with secrets Deeper than daylight dares to seek. Come out, emerge! Hands to our eyes, overexposed for all we are.
Doubt is a plague.
When all their eyes are tied to me, just carry the conversation please.
We were young, sandcastle kings building empires, cities and homes. Architects tangled up in our sleep.
Wake up.