Of Dust And Nations – Architects (originally by Thrice)
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The towers that shoulder your pride The words you’ve written in stone Sand will cover them, sand will cover you The streets that suffer your name Your very flesh and your bones Sand will cover them, sand will cover you
So put your faith in more than steel Don’t store your treasures up, with moth and rust Where thieves break in and steal Pull the fangs from out your heel Oh we live in but a shadow of the real
Step out from time and see the dust of nations Step out from time and hear the stars ovation Saturn will not sleep, until the sand has made us clean Still we stack our stones and bury what we can But it all will be undone, and nothing built under the sun Will ever stand before the endless march of sand
So put your faith in more than steel Don’t store your treasures up, with moth and rust Where thieves break in and steal Pull the fangs from out your heel Oh we live in but a shadow of the real
So put your faith in more than steel Don’t store your treasures up, with moth and rust Where thieves break in and steal Pull the fangs from out your heel Oh we live in but a shadow of the real