Light of the world

Are you still here?

And are we illuminating?

When love becomes a delicate display

So weak, dissolved by anything



Love lies here waiting all alone

Can a king be a king

Weighed down?



Our hearts, a bubble maker's dream

Moved on by winds of everything

As we deny that love is still the king

Not as weak as we make him out to be



Love lies here waiting all alone

Can a king be a king

Weighed down?



Weighed down

Weighed down

Weighed down

Weighed down