Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect > Dreams

And here I dreamt I was a soldier
 And I marched the streets of Birkenau
 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
 All right, 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
 All right, 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 beneath my tender hand
 When their husbands were not around
 But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
 Or are you furrowed like a lioness
 And we are vagabonds
 We travel without seatbelts on
 We live this close to death
 And try one, and try two
 Guess it always comes down to
 All right, it's okay, guess it's better to turn this
 But I won, so you lose
 Guess it always comes down to
 All right, it's okay, guess it's better to turn this way