Architects

Are there no fighters

Left here any more?

Are we the generation

We've been waiting for?

Or are we patiently burning

Waiting to be saved?

Our heroes are icons

Of mellowed with age

Following rules

That they once disobeyed

They're now being led

When they used to lead the way

Do you still believe in all the things

That you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines

Or at home keeping score?

Do you care to be the layer

Of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect

Of what we might create?

They laid out the blueprints

They poured down a base

Concrete solutions to slow our decay

And when they are gone

Who the fucks going to take their place?

Yeah, will it be the cynics

The critics galore?

The cliche apathetic

Passed out on the floor

The trusting complicit

Who collectively ignore

Do you still believe in all the things

That you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines

Or at home keeping score?

Do you care to be the layer

Of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect

Of what we might create?

Don't you remember when you were young

And you wanted to set the world on fire?

Somewhere deep down I know you do (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

And don't you remember

When we were young

And we wanted to set

The world on fire

'Cause I still am and I still do

Make no mistake

We are not afraid

To bear the burden of repeating

What they're thinking anyway

Let's raise te stakes

On the bet we made

Let's decide to be the architects

The masters of our fate

Yeah, we you still believe in all the things

That we stood by before

And after everything we've seen here

Maybe even more

And I know we're not the only ones

And we were not the first

And unapologetically

We'll stand behing each word