The Architect

Everything vibrates, everything returns. The ego fades as the spirit learns. The Architect is the silence... behind the sound. [Intimate, close-mic vocals. Deep cello melody] You thought you were the builder, the master of the plan Measuring the heavens with the shadow of a man The ego is a fortress, a wall made of pride But the Architect is the space that opens up inside One is a mask, a story you told The other is the fire that never grows cold. The Architect doesn't build, it only reveals The pulse in the stone, the truth that it feels The "I" is gone... The light moves on... (Brief, resonant pause) Oh, let the ego dissolve like salt in the sea Until there is nothing but you... and me Step out of the blueprint, step out of the lines Where the soul and the Architect entwine Can you feel the warmth? The shiver of the light? The ego is the ripple, the Architect the deep The one who is awake while the dreamer is asleep It doesn’t use a pen, it doesn't use a word It is the song that the universe heard The mountain doesn't strive, the river doesn't try They are just the breath of an infinite sky. The ego is the ghost in a house of glass The Architect the wind as the centuries pass You are not the builder, you are the room The flower of the spirit begins to bloom. (Feel the resonance...) Oh, let the ego dissolve like salt in the sea Until there is nothing but you... and me Step out of the blueprint, step out of the lines Where the soul and the Architect entwine! The ego was the noise. The Architect is the song. Just the frequency. Just the sea.