The Calligrapher and the Architect

[Verse 1, M]
I'll make you a home
That flows like your words
Onto the parchment
Align all the rooms
So that they have the best view
Into the sunset

I’m building a world from your brushstrokes
The fine lines that we weave
Are the words that we spoke

[Verse 2, F]
I'll write you a poem
That will hold you up strong
When all the stars turn
And if our world burns
You won't be hurt alone
’Cause I'll be hurting too

[Chorus]
But we can rewrite the story together
To one of those ending where
They live happily forever after

[Verse 3]
And I'd be the scene
That played out in your dreams
Of the future
(I'd be the screen
That frames you
Where you're sleeping tonight)

A construct so perfect
Beyond fantasy
And yet still truer than life without anymore goodbyes

The strongest of structures still broken
I've seen the surest lines written
Fall senselessly
And never spoken loud

(I need to hear your voice
I need to escape from the cold inside my mind
Clipping straight through the noise
The pieces tumble as I race far behind you)

[Bridge]
Now here we stand
In the rubble of plans
Left forsaken
With the embers still glowing
Like memories slow faded
Time has taken away

But I can build you a new world from brushstrokes
The fine lines that I weave are the
Words that we spoke