Ty Tabor Her Palace
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
Though 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.
