it looks like rain you're a DaVinci
you're right I should leave walking on
water to the son of God fortunately I
tripped over an angel yes your highness
very slippery right there yeah please
where are your attendants I decided to
give them the Dale day off of what life
don't you ever tire of having people
wait on you all the time
yes but the servants it's what they do
well I wish I could dismiss mine as
easily as you do yours I must be going
you're angry with me yeah admit it
yes if you must know why because you are
trying to bait me with your snobbery
I'm afraid Mademoiselle that you are a
walking contradiction and I find that
rather fascinating me yes you you spout
the ideals of a utopian society and yet
you live the life of a courtier and you
own all the land there is and yet you
take no pride in working it so not also
a contradiction first I'm arrogant and
now I have no pride however do I manage
that you have everything and still the
world holds no joy and yet you insist on
making fun of those who would see it for
its possibilities do it what live each
day with this kind of passion then you
find it exhausting only when I'm around
you why do you like to irritate me so
why do you rise to the occasion