Texty: Elijah Wyman. Beautiful Like Words. 3rd Song Of The Architect.

As far as I go, I?ll never ever make beauty on my own.
With sky as backdrop, the foreground?s grandeur is forgot.
In failure I realize, I only really failed because the way I tried.
As far as I go, I?ll never ever make beauty on my own.

With smoke stacks I?ll adorn the skies.
Plumes of steam billowing,
and over cityscapes they?ll rise
as rain clouds, storm clouds.

Hallelujah