Architects (feat. Your Funeral)

These architects, they need to use their ears The sound of the hospital, it interferes With the sweet, sweet getaway I had planned Running through the halls and you're holding my hand I put in a call, I put in a call Can we call it off? You can have it all, you can have it all I just need some medicine, it's right down the hall Medicine Call it off Medicine And then the seasons change I can feel it in the leaves all around this house In how you say my name Looking at the sky and at the broken vows Same flawed design until it all comes down And the seasons change Turn off the gaslight I hear you say You write your own story maybe anyway They're not gonna find you, nobody will come To carry you away when the storm is done Who is gonna find you, the storm is done I swear I'm about to break And then the seasons change I can feel it in the leaves all around this house In how you say my name Looking at the sky and at the broken vows Same flawed design until it all comes down Hold me, at least until the storm rides out And the seasons change Are we just remnants, are we just passing facts Can you remind me Always rebuilding, always in repair We're always making plans, not redesigning Something that was likely never even supposed to last But I would pick up the pieces again, if you asked And then the seasons change I can feel it in the leaves all around this house In how you say my name Looking at the sky and at the broken vows Same flawed design until it all comes down Hold me, at least until the storm rides out And the seasons change