With our eyes well acquainted
The mind was made to illuminate the heart
And when every constellation
Through telescopes and calculations
The far was pulled so near
Even after everything weve seen
Weve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began with our eyes closed
On the surface of history
Even after everything weve seen
Weve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began with our eyes closed
We inhale, exhale and reset
Is in this constant state of unrest
Even after all our history
Weve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
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