Knock knock knock

Is this real or just pretend

Are we just in the pull of the in between

Step closer and lean in to me

These Locked doors hiding secrets within

There are things ...

known things unknown

In between the doors

We can't open

The door's Creak

Truth quietly speaks

There are things ...

known things unknown

A rusted knob twists

in a velvet covered hand

Behind the door frame

I see White shifting sands

Colors drip where the edges bend

Where it begins is

where it ends

Knock knock knock

My knuckles rap

Knock knock Knock

Will you risk it

will you risk it all

Knock knock knock

There are things ...

known things unknown

In between the doors

We can't open

The door's Creak

Truth quietly speaks

There are things ...

known things unknown

There are things ...

known things unknown