Door

All the forgotten
Found no relief in the shade
A door once wide open
Leads to a maze fables say

Well from out here it seems wide shut
We’re making peace with the fact that we’re bored
We blame the time frame as what keeps us all floored

What if it’s backwards?
What if the maze is this place
Tales of darkness
Made just to keep us contained

Well from out here it still seems shut
In here all passion is fashionably late
We follow guidelines we climb up the scales
We’re making peace with the fact that we’re bored
We blame the time frame as what keeps us all floored

I’m running out of patience these days
They slip through my fingers my better years
I’m running out of faces and games
Still heading straight for those barriers

See beyond lend me your eyes
Hear beyond lend me your ears

Charge
Break it down and see what’s beyond
Charge
I’ll break it down and see on my own