Текст The Decemberists – Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect

And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Burkenau
And I recall in spring
The perfume that the air would bring

And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, 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
Alright, 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 ‘neath my tender hand

And try one, and try two
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this
But I won, so you lose
Guess it always comes down to
Alright, it’s okay, guess it’s better to turn this way