A Thousand Doors

Lost in a daydream

Walking down the street

One mind always racing

A sluggish pair of feet

One long sunny day

Against the never ending night

A land without a king

Would be a land of constant light

Sorry scatterbrained scarecrow

That you hang on a stick

In this godforsaken forest

Ruled by a godforsaken witch

Bite down on the leather

And dig along the border

To crumble sorry statues

Of a silly pecking order

A thousand doors and hours

Of no one's stolen time

Have lit my bed on fire

And killed my concubine

Time exhales the smoke

We just walk among the billows

Melting through the floor

Falling on our pillows

Screaming under water

Silent bubbles in the lake

Hope gone chasing circumstance

As fate rewinds the tape

On and on we fall

From the sky onto the Earth

Raining tears and blood

Dying towards our birth

Nothing left to do

Like shining dew drops in the sun

Since our beginning has began,

Before we could have become.