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Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect
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And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
And I recall in spring
The perfume that the air would bring
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And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
And I recall in spring
The perfume that the air would bring
full lyrics...
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Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentation
a subtle use of vocal harmony
repetitive melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
major key tonality
a dynamic male vocalist
electric pianos
classic rhodes sound

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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To keep you home, to keep you safe
Alright, it's okay
Guess it always comes down to
This structure fell about our feet
The perfume that the air would bring
But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
Guess it always comes down to
Where the barkers call the moon down
Guess it's better to turn this way
And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And try one, and try two
Guess it's better to turn this way
The carnival was ringing loudly now
They never seemed to meet
And we are vagabonds
Oh are you furrowed like a lioness?
Alright, it's okay
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
And I recall in spring
Guess it always comes down to
And here in Spain I am a Spaniard
Publisher: OSTEROZHNA! MUSIC
Alright, it's okay
Even though my work is unparalleled
We live this close to death
Countess and courtesan
But I won, so you lose
And I am nothing of a builder
To the indolent town
And try one, and try two
And just to lay with you
But the angles and the corners
When their husbands were not around
I will be buried with my marionettes
Songwriter: Colin Meloy
But here I dreamt I was an architect
From the outside world
And I built this balustrade
Guess it always comes down to
Guess it's better to turn this
Alright, okay
And we were free to go
And try one, and try two
Guess it's better to turn this way
Have fallen 'neath my tender hand
We travel without seatbelts on
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
Save lay my rifle down
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