architecture of your face

there's a land of skin and bone
where all our scars and bruises show
it's the only place tonight I want to be
a wilderness where I was meant to roam
tend things that grow outside the stone on stone
take me anywhere between the stars and the sea

and I know it won't be easy
but I think it's worth it anyway...

and so we are among the lucky ones
who just escaped the raging of the guns
there are better uses for our bodies than this fight
it didn't take the city long to burn
now there's a whole world waiting to relearn
the courage it can take to just lie down at night

and I know it won't be easy
but I think it's worth it anyway...

and I can see a stretch of land
where ancient buildings used to stand
before the trees and weeds reclaimed the place
where broken dreams lie underground
the only structure to be found
is the architecture of your face, the architecture of your face

and I know it won't be easy
but I think it's worth it anyway...