Sunlit Breaths

(ooh-ooh-ooh) Early light on the timber frame

Every line holds a quiet name We built the walls to catch

the sun

Now the real work is finally done

Under the open sky we stand

Trace the design with an open hand

Oh, the architect's ease is here (ooh-lah-lah)

Leaves are turning across the park

Golden shadows before the dark

No more rushing, no more strain Just the rhythm of the gentle

rain (mmmmm-hmmmmm)

Built on the rock,

steady and true

Everything old starting anew

Under the open sky we stand

Trace the design with an open hand

Oh, the architect's ease is here (ooh-lah-lah) (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)