作词 : Jules Crommelin/Patrick Hetherington/Noah Hill/Anatole Serret/Louie Swain

作曲 : Jules Crommelin/Patrick Hetherington/Noah Hill/Anatole Serret/Louie Swain

It's probably just a small place with a lot of land around it

And a hill

French garden on the outside

Probably big entrance with a gate

Must be a place of solitude, a mental solitude

It's an attitude that I know very well

But a physical place

Probably have one little staircase

And the typical fountain at the, in that entrance

Garden extends around the house, but keep it simple

Maybe another fountain on the other side

Something a bit bigger, but not necessarily huge

You know like a low fence with a gate that'll never close

What a great view, enjoy the tranquility

In the alley for the cypresses that leads to the house

Gather my senses together and we'd experience hope

I keep a dungeon for the darker thoughts

To cleanse myself, to be able to go downstairs and scream

I think if there's, if there's a palace in my mind

That's, that's sort of, uh, a fortress away from the rest of the world

It's halfway between the world and the stars

The sounds and the colors for the possibility of perception

Absolute clarity, I know the answers

You can just get away from everything, accept your own thoughts

Grounding in identity, I don't think I would feel alone

Because it doesn't really matter

You have the best view you could possibly imagine

I think you could see the stars a lot better up there(You can bend them, you know somewhere near the event horizon)

Absolute tranquility, over the end of every road

All other ghosts, people you love

Even your friends don't wanna know

But you can depend on every note

Over the end of everyroad

But that's a lie

You actually believe that you have the formula

And then you see that it was all off

I'm afraid I might become a stranger and just be trapped with yourself

Everything falls apart, and then everything crumb