The Architecture Breathes

Family memory

Walls inhale light — the architecture breathes with living grace.

Lyrics

Transcribed from the recording — close to the song, but not always word-perfect.

Stilled in the balance
A frame in the dark
Inside the skin is a city of spark
Signed magenta
The light trails converge
From every street corner the infinities emerge
I thought I was separate
A point in the vast
But the skyline is waking
The shadows are past
Not a vessel that's lonely
Not a stranger in space
Just the infinite light
Looking back at its face
The neon is flowing
Through my own design
The map of the cosmos
Is your heart and mind
You are the city
You are the light
You are the night
You are the morning
You are the night
Not a separate ego
Not a skin-covered shell
You are the universe
Having to spend
It's all of it
It's all of it now
Vertical windows
The data stream glows
Where the observer starts
The observer knows
Balanced in stillness
The metropolis breathes
Through the architecture
The spirit unsheaths
No edge to the boundary
No end to the view
The city is ancient
The city is you
Not a vessel that's lonely
Not a stranger in space
Just the infinite light
Looking back at its face
The neon is flowing
Through my own design
The map of the cosmos