Elijah Wyman 3rd Song Of The Architect
As far as I go, I’ll never ever make beauty on my own.
With sky as backdrop, the foreground’s grandeur is forgot.
In failure I realize, I only really failed because the way I tried.
As far as I go, I’ll never ever make beauty on my own.
With smoke stacks I’ll adorn the skies.
Plumes of steam billowing,
and over cityscapes they’ll rise
as rain clouds, storm clouds.
Hallelujah
