The Welcome Home - Architects Lyrics

I stand outside these high school doors
Searching for my youth so ethereal
The boy once inside, much fuller in life
I beg for his eyes

Drowning in my memories
Nostalgia crippling

These streets still lie
Mental maps distort your eyes
Cause we're all architects
We're all architects

White lies and half truths, my needle and thread
To the tapestry I sow in my head
Cause I am an addict of the past
Photo books, my nicotine patch

I could never catch you
I will never catch you

These streets still lie
Mental maps distort your eyes
Cause we're all architects
We're all architects

Cause we're all architects
Cause we're all architects