A screaming sound
again … again…
Orientation found me at noon
in midnight black sheets,
covering what's left of me.
I'm stumbling towards the door…
glancing through the spy.
Daylight is blinding me
I cover my eyes but still in my mind's eyes
I can see
A familiar face
she waits outside.
Daring another glance,
fingers meeting the latch,
Delight fades into doubt.
This door remains shut.
I found shelter,
I took refuge
inside these walls
of my head.
This is the door.
You search for a way,
the smallest gap,
outside these walls
I'm beyond reach
This is the door.
What if I'd open up?
I cannot just open up?
I am praying for…
… a moment of clearness
fingers meeting the latch,
delight fades into doubt.
This door remains shut!
I found shelter,
I took refuge
inside these walls
I'm beyond reach.
This is the door.
You search for a way
a chance to
break down these walls of my head
This is the door.
This is the door.
This is the door.
This is the door.
I found shelter,
I took refuge,
inside these walls
I'm beyond reach.
This is the door.
You search for a way,
a chance to
break down these walls of my head.
This is the door.
This is the door.
This is the door.
This is the door.
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