| All these worlds rolled into one
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| Together we revolve around the sun
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| And if you get the chance
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| Watch the young children dance
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| In a little while, you will see them smile
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| Truth may dazzle gradually
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| It all comes out in the wash eventually
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| Try to catch a glean, if you know what I mean
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| You may even see the cogs in the machine
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| Reconvene, reconnect
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| Raise a glass to the Architect
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| 'Cause it turned out better
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| So much better
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| Than we ever did expect
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| Find your treasures where you will
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| Don’t you stop until you’ve had your fill
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| Wherever you may go
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| Look around, take it slow
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| There might be more to this than we all know
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| And if we have the chance to see the rough draft
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| I bet the early plans would make us laugh
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| And it never seems to help when we try to intervene
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| Some things are better left unseen
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| Reconvene, reconnect
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| Raise a glass to the Architect
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| 'Cause it turned out better
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| So much better
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| Than we ever did expect
|
| Reconvene, reconnect
|
| Raise a glass to the Architect
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| 'Cause it turned out better
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| So much better
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| Reconvene, reconnect
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| Raise a glass to the Architect
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| Raise a glass to the Architect
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| Raise a glass to the Architect |