Overture
Sleeping At Last
It starts with our eyes well acquainted with the dark
Then the mind was made to illuminate the heart
And when every constellation suddenly appeared
Through telescopes and calculations
The far was pulled so near
But even after everything we’ve seen
We’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began with our eyes closed
We claim our lands
We tame our seas
We carve our names
On the surface of history
’Til our hands get tied
By the stubborn will of gravity
But even after everything we’ve seen
We’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began with our eyes closed
In the rise and fall
Of a newborn’s chest
Like the ocean swells
We inhale, exhale and reset
Every living thing
Is in this constant state of unrest
But even after all our history
We’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began
Even after everything we’ve seen
We’ve barely caught a glimpse of what it means
In the architecture of the soul
The universe began with our eyes closed