The door

“The Door That’s Shut to Me”

(Verse 1)

Wandering across deserts, trying to find my place,

When I finally found it, my heart has raced.

I ran to enter, but with no luck,

I knock, I knock, I knock…

I hear: “Come in,” but the front door is locked.

(Pre-Chorus)

I try to leave—where else to go?

I’m stuck, my fate awaits me, but I’ve lost my key.

I tried to pry it open, but it only hurts me.

(Chorus)

I pushed down with my left hand,

Pulled it with my right,

And now the handle’s broken,

It came off from my excess might.

My panic spreads from bone to bone,

Now there’s nothing to hold on to.

I cry and yell, “Please open!”

But only hear no sound.

(Verse 2)

I wait in pain, in anguish,

With the last grain of patience in my blood.

I pray to find an answer—

What is the key? When will it be found?

But all I see is the door that’s shut to me.

(Pre-Chorus)

I kneel down on my knees,

Peek through the tiny keyhole.

I faintly see the light to be, and it draws my soul.

(Chorus)

In silence, I hear the whisper:

“Please wait, the time will come.”

But in my own foolish resistance,

I fall down.

Perhaps the door will open

In its due time.

I sense the key is patience—

Because patience isn’t yet mine.

(Bridge)

For now, I’ll stand up in calmness,

Acquire that which I have lost.

Through faith, I will be shown kindness,

The truth is my true lust.

(Outro)

I knock, I knock, I knock again,

The door will open, but not until then.

With patience, I will find the way—

The light will guide me to that day.