honestly
nothing could have kept me
from spinning
spiralling free
from the center
where i left you
with the others
in the dream, in the dream
in the play of my life
i walk in the shadow
i walk in the light
moving like wind
over waves in the water
from one face to another
and another
and another
and another
and another
cause love is a palace
im trying to escape
leaving all these half-built ruins
scattered in my wake
it's not about balance
it's not about fate
love is a palace, nevertheless
love is a palace
i'm a peasant