The Architect[G] - Kacey Musgraves [Intro] [G] [Verse 1] [G]Even something as small as an apple It's [C]simple and somehow com[D]plex [G]Sweet and divine, the [C]perfect design Can I [G]speak to the [D]archi[G]tect? [G]And there's a canyon that cuts through the desert Did it [C]get there because of a [D]flood? [G]Was it devised? Or [C]were you surprised When [G]you saw how [D]grand it [G] was? [Chorus] Was it [Em]thought out at all or just [C]paint on a wall? Is there [G]anything that you re[D]gret? I [G]don't understand, are there [C]blueprints or plans? Can I [Em]speak to the [D]archi[G]tect? [Verse 2] [G]Somеtimes I look in the mirror And [C]wish I could make a rе[D]quest Could I [G]pray it away? Am I [C]shapeable clay? [G]Or is this as [D] good as it [G] gets? [G]One day, you're on top of the mountain So [C]high that you'll never come [D]down Then the [G]wind at your back carries [C]ember and ash That it [G]burns your whole [D] house to the [G] ground [Chorus] Is it [Em]thought out at all or just [C]paint on a wall? Is there [G]anything that you re[D]gret? I [G]don't understand, are there [C]blueprints or plans? Can I [Em]speak to the [D]archi[G]tect? [Interlude] [C] [G] [Bm7] [C] [G] [Bm] [C] [G] [Verse 3] [G]I thought that I was too broken And [C]maybe too hard to [D]love I was [G]in a weird place, then I [C]saw the right face And the [G]stars and the [D] planets lined [G] up [Out-Chorus] Does it [Em]happen by chance? Is it [C]all happenstance? Do we [G]have any say in this [D]mess? [G]Is it too late to [C]make some more space? Can I [Em]speak to the [D]archi[G]tect? This life that we make, is it [C]random or fate? Can I [Em]speak to the [D]archi[G]tect? [Em]Is there an [D]archi[G]tect?