Architects

Are there no fighters
Left here any more?
Are we the generation
We've been waiting for?
Or are we patiently burning
Waiting to be saved?

Our heroes are icons
Of mellowed with age
Following rules
That they once disobeyed
They're now being led
When they used to lead the way

Do you still believe in all the things
That you stood by before?
Are you out there on the front lines
Or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer
Of the bricks that seal your fate?
Or would you rather be the architect
Of what we might create?

They laid out the blueprints
They poured down a base
Concrete solutions to slow our decay
And when they are gone
Who the fucks going to take their place?

Yeah, will it be the cynics
The critics galore?
The cliche apathetic
Passed out on the floor
The trusting complicit
Who collectively ignore

Do you still believe in all the things
That you stood by before?
Are you out there on the front lines
Or at home keeping score?
Do you care to be the layer
Of the bricks that seal your fate?
Or would you rather be the architect
Of what we might create?

Don't you remember when you were young
And you wanted to set the world on fire?
Somewhere deep down I know you do (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
And don't you remember
When we were young
And we wanted to set
The world on fire
'Cause I still am and I still do

Make no mistake
We are not afraid
To bear the burden of repeating
What they're thinking anyway
Let's raise te stakes
On the bet we made
Let's decide to be the architects
The masters of our fate

Yeah, we you still believe in all the things
That we stood by before
And after everything we've seen here
Maybe even more
And I know we're not the only ones
And we were not the first
And unapologetically
We'll stand behing each word