This is all that there is Everything we know Everyting within arm's reach Is where the boundaries go I want to love you But I need you even more A spinning circle shaped room One static window high Once in every cycle We get to look outside I want to need you But I know there's nothing there The king is on his mountain Owns all he can see Every word spoken Adhered to literally Incite a revolution The dissident few Who share the king's opinion? It does nothing at all