The Architect
I was a crystal castle
And they all threw stones
Thought the cracks in my structure
Were part of my bones
But you put up walls
And studied those breaks
Called them superficial
And they turned into scrapes
I learned how to love
Living inside those eyes
And for the first time
I will learn to love
Without fear of demise
You gave me walls
With a window
And a beautiful view
And I opened my eyes
To a world brand new
When a castle of glass
Becomes something much more
And breaking is something
I'm no longer waiting for
And the earth under my feet
Is a sturdy foundation
The ailments I had get no concentration
I'm living alive
Not existing to die
And my frequented word is no longer goodbye
I gave up the reasons I always asked why
And I thank you
So vulnerable isn't what I always thought it meant
For a vocabulary so rich
I see now, I was dense
Not every word has to mean the demise
Of a castle of a girl
With fear in her eyes
Just put up some walls
You aren't made of glass
And hurting isn't forever
When you're finally ready it too will pass
I wasn't ready until I met you
Now this crystal castle
Is a beautiful house with a view
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