Architect

im standing here in this place alone

i often wonder will there be an ending to this

one by one i watch them fall

to dust to rise and then collapse again

decide

is this my lifes design

the only reason to believe it

is to watch how the common come

waiting for their lives to burn out

although some things collapse with time

we still stop to stare back at the ashes

as structures burn and statues fall

ill still be standing here

for now...

we face the sky

another point of light

and think that one day we might find an answer

and know that tomorrow is probably gone

weve come so far just to go back again

rewrite what cannot be defined

im losing sight of all that matters

dying to live were just waiting to die

i wont let my memory die too