The palace rooms are still so beautiful, a work of art
Empty stretches of corridors, the walls are staring blankly back at me
All the roses that we planted, they're still blooming, but the thorns, they have since fell
So I'm, not quite sure what this place needs to survive, but all I wanna do is dance
Shall we dance one night inside these walls again
Though beneath the steps we tread lies a thorn bed
Now that I look closely, the walls are all eroding, I can deal with that,
I didn't cut my hands Carving out this stone to leave it in the past
Are the roses really there or did my head fantasize a broken land
I can dance so very lightly, I don't feel nothing below me
All I wanna do is dance
Shall we dance one night inside these walls again
Though beneath the steps we tread lies a thorn bed
My heart protected me at the start
If I close my eyes, will the palace rebuild its walls
Shall we dance one night inside these walls again
Though beneath the steps we tread lies a thorn bed
Shall we dance one night, just one night
I don't feel nothing below me, oh
Shall we dance one night inside these walls again
Though beneath the steps we tread lies a thorn bed
I don't feel nothing below me
I don't wanna feel nothing
Shall we dance one night inside these walls again
Though beneath the steps we tread lies a thorn bed