Ark

Ark of roses, rain down red

Crown of silence keeps us still

In our conscience

In our conscience

Into the void where the guardians run

I'll show you a place where they're parting the sun

And the web that you weave, consider it spun

Build me an architecture of time

Underneath the symmetry

Softly sleeps away his turn

In our conscience

In our conscience

Into the void where the guardians run,

I'll show you a place where they're parting the sun,

And the web that you weave, consider it spun

Build me an architecture of time,

Show me the fabric that keeps us aligned,

If you drew me a map, then I'll draw you into the sky

It's the cradle between our hands

Beyond the age of man

Fixing the fractures in the hourglass.

At the end of days traces of us remain

Forever locked away…

In our conscience

In our conscience

Build me an architecture of time,

Show me the fabric that keeps us aligned,

If you drew me a map, then I'll draw you into the skies

For as long as we breathe we'll know we're alive

In our conscience

In our conscience

In our conscience

In our conscience