The plans are made
And I'm an architect
Plotting out the project on this plot of land
My heart is swollen
And I feel so sure
That in a thousand years my memory will be secure
My body
My mind
On time
By design
By design
By design
By design
Mistakes are made
As they're wont to do
But the bass is laid
And it will hold true
And flaws are there and plain to see
Bare witness to the natural dichotomy
Of preservation in the face of death
I know that there's an end but it won't happen yet
And when it does I won't be afraid
'Cos what's the use in fearing how the whole world's made
My body
My mind
On time
By design
By design
By design
By design