strange how smooth and gentle
this story glides down memorylane
to end up in the valley of secrets
to die without blame

strange that we ignore the fact
that this is something real
we hesitate
about what we feel

strange how vast we want to be out secret garden
strange how many times we have to die
to understand that we're just living
although we know we all have to die

how long can we bow for this king of taboo
how often shall we tie ourselves to his border
how blind do we want to be for not to see
the glance of it, the almighty beauty

strange how we try to hide our hidden world
the things we're so afraid to show
although we're longing to cry it out
we live in silence, no we shall not shout it out

how long can we bow for this king of taboo
how often shall we tie ourselves to his border
how blind do we want to be for not to see
the glance of it, the almighty beauty

strange how we live in fear, so fragile
we're so afraid just to be ourselves
and although we fight, we know it's useless
cos' he's standing there, watching us
just to show us his crown

how long can we bow for the king of taboo
how often shall we tie ourselves to his border
how blind do we want to be for not to see
the glance of it, the almighty beauty

how long can we bow for the king of taboo
how often shall we tie ourselves to his border
how blind do we want to be for not to see
the glance of it, the almighty beauty
yeah the king of taboo


tekst en muziek: Kathleen Vandenhoudt
(c) La Strada Music