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Architects Of The Future

Architects Of The Future

The crime is in your own personal betrayal
It will never come gift wrapped by loving precise fingers
Exhale your fear, inhale some courage
It's in the unseen, as well as the obvious.

Never require an audience as your god
Be a knight of the lie slayers, protectors of truth
Don't become a punchline to a joke
Show that eternal optimists have a right to a place at the table.

Years will disappear off the end of the horizon,
The sheer drop to the history pile
Find the future you deserve
It's in the risk, It's in the chance
Kiss the gorgeous, Beautify the ugly.

Hope is always the last to leave the room
Find a muse, Find the performance of a lifetime
All the luck in the world, is floating as clouds above your head
You just need to stretch
Top of the mountain where you plant your flag of achievement.

Find the frequency to your own personal heartbeat
That makes it all come a stirring to life.

In the fields of prosperity
Where fertile soil brings a multitude of rewards
Where a little hope is harvested from this dirt
The same dirt that we buried the demi-gods and frauds in their pit of superstition.

A flash of change, grabbing a little hope from the jaws of defeat
Let your tired eyes become soothed to the aura of potential
Your only broken when you decide your broken
From awake to sleep shape your brave new world.

The finishing line is waiting
The fairy tale is rewriting the fiction to fact
We are the architects of the futures. 

V Topp 

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