Architect

im standing here in this place alone 
i often wonder will there be an ending to this 
one by one i watch them fall 
to dust to rise and then collapse again 

decide 
is this my lifes design 
the only reason to believe it 
is to watch how the common come 
waiting for their lives to burn out 

although some things collapse with time 
we still stop to stare back at the ashes 
as structures burn and statues fall 
ill still be standing here 

for now... 

we face the sky 
another point of light 
and think that one day we might find an answer 
and know that tomorrow is probably gone 
weve come so far just to go back again 
rewrite what cannot be defined 
im losing sight of all that matters 
dying to live were just waiting to die 
i wont let my memory die too