here i dreamt i was an architect

and here i dreamt i was a soldier

and i marched the streets of burkenau

and i recall in spring

the perfume that the air would bring

to the indolent town

where the barkers call the moon down

the carnival was ringing loudly now

and just to lay with you

there's nothing that i wouldn't do

save lay my rifle down

and try one

and try two

guess it always comes down to

alright

it's okay

guess it's better to turn this way

and i am nothing of a builder

but here i dreamt i was an architect

and i built this balustrade

to keep you home

to keep you safe

from the outside world

but the angles and the corners

even though my work is unparalleled

they never seemed to meet

this structure fell about our feet

and we were free to go

and try one

and try two

guess it always comes down to

alright

okay

guess it's better to turn this way

and here in spain i am a spaniard

i will be buried with my marionettes

countess and courtesan

have fallen 'neath my tender hand

when their husbands were not around

but you

my soiled teenage girlfriend

while you furrow like a lioness

and we are vagabonds

we travel without seat belts on

we live this close to death

and try one

and try two

guess it always comes down to

alright

it's okay

guess it's better to turn this

but i won

so you lose

guess it always comes down to

alright

it's okay

guess it's better to turn this way