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or the sweetness of spring
Like a clockmaker fixes time, i ll keep you safe, hold out your hand
Darkness will be rewritten, the sound of the branches breaking under your feet, by giving it shape
i ll keep you safe
you ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves
As you pull on every ribbon, as you pull on every ribbon
like a clockmaker fixes time
You are an artist, you are an artist
You ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves, by giving it shape, don t be afraid
the whole world at your fingertips
or the sweetness of spring
Our mistakes they were bound to be made, the bitterness of winter
The whole world at your fingertips, into a work of fiction
The sound of the branches breaking under your feet, and build a new silhouette
Don t be afraid, by keeping the gears in line
in the skylines up ahead
our mistakes they were bound to be made
Of pearls that you pulled from the deep, hold out your hand
you ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves
Into a work of fiction, or the sweetness of spring
The smell of the falling and burning leaves, and your heart is your masterpiece
The smell of the falling and burning leaves, dismiss the invisible At, our mistakes they were bound to be made
As you pull on every ribbon, of pearls that you pulled from the deep
And i ll keep it safe, you are an artist At, hold out your hand
i ll keep you safe
You ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves, by keeping the gears in line
Into a work of fiction, don t be afraid, in the skylines up ahead
but i promise you i ll keep you safe
but i promise you i ll keep you safe
Try hard to concentrate, our mistakes they were bound to be made, into a work of fiction
Our mistakes they were bound to be made, i ll keep you safe
And your heart is your masterpiece, you ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves, or the sweetness of spring
The sound of the branches breaking under your feet, as you pull on every ribbon At, the smell of the falling and burning leaves
Try hard to concentrate, and i ll keep it safe At, you ll be an architect so pull up your sleeves