

(ooh-ahh-eh-ooh) Under the silver canopy we trace the lines
(eh-oh) We build a tomorrow where the past aligns (go!)
Walking down paths of living glass
Every single footprint is meant to last
We are the architects of the dawn (ah-ee-ah) (ooh-ooh-ooh) (yea-eh-ah) (ooh-ahh-eh-ooh)