Her Palace - Ty Tabor

She builds her palace in the view of everyone

Behind the door she shares her honor with no one

Down deep she has a feeling of belief

Thou the palace echoes loudly her defeat

She walks into her garden and she bends to pick a vine

And when she’s finished there is nothing left behind

She’s dealing mainly with the curses of her mind

She’s all alone

She takes her car and goes out looking for a friend

And when she’s back she can’t remember where she’s been

Many memories scream loudly in her ear

Walking proudly, gritting teeth, she shows no fear

She walks into the courtroom, accusations all around

Holding tightly to her pride and to her wit

And in public she is too proud to admit

She’s all alone