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Young man, come to me and ask me for a smoke
Straight off of Bourbon Street, ally cat with a dirty coat
Said it's hard out here, being me

And the people ain't the way you want them to be
When I get the chance, to build just what I see
Make me believe this life's for me
And I'll be free

That night the architect can't sleep
He laying out his plan
For the building of a new foundation
Put together by a million hands

Beyond the wires just meant to fly
Getting out there beyond the fences, into the sky
You know I'll find a place for my design
A new space for me and my piece of mind, yeah

I'm gonna build a home by the ocean
Underneath the sky
Gonna leave the door wide open
So I can see everything

Gonna build a home by the ocean
Burried in the sand
Gonna leave the door wide open
So I can sing

I'm gonna build a home by the ocean
Underneath the sky
Gonna leave the door wide open
So I can see everything

Gonna build a home by the ocean
Burried in the sand
I'm gonna leave the door wide open
So I can sing
Woah Woah Woah
So I can see everything

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The Architect
O.A.R. (Of A Revolution)

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