Perils and prizes
Face you past the crossing roads
Unglamourous surprises
Troubling your mind's abode
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
Silent contemplation
Confronting your mortality
A needless stipulation
Death was mere formality
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
(What a scene)
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Perils and prizes
Face you past the crossing roads
Unglamourous surprises
Troubling your mind's abode
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
Silent contemplation
Confronting your mortality
A needless stipulation
Death was mere formality
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
(What a scene)
Face you past the crossing roads
Unglamourous surprises
Troubling your mind's abode
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
Silent contemplation
Confronting your mortality
A needless stipulation
Death was mere formality
Half a thousand eyes
Pay tribute to a pile of ash
Wear your glad disguise
Even though nobody asked
Just a minor judgement
A simply mind adjustment
The architect has lost his mind
A home that he had not designed
It isn't quite absurd once you have seen what I have seen
No longer the obscene, no need to intervene
Stop running with the herd and you will find yourself disturbed
Somewhere in between what is heard and what is seen
(What a scene)
Writer: Tim Barker
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