01-12-2011, 10:58 PM
A castle is built on a cloud
The castle contains many people, in many rooms.
One of these people, in one of these rooms
In which he does reside.
Finds a trapdoor which he opens
To find out whats inside
All he sees is darkness
But he slowly climbs through
In this darkness he hears silence.
Silence.
The trapdoor disappears
And he remains alone
The darkness turns to light
He feels that he is home
Wouldn't it be grand
If in every room, a door.
In which we could escape
For now, or evermore.
The castle contains many people, in many rooms.
One of these people, in one of these rooms
In which he does reside.
Finds a trapdoor which he opens
To find out whats inside
All he sees is darkness
But he slowly climbs through
In this darkness he hears silence.
Silence.
The trapdoor disappears
And he remains alone
The darkness turns to light
He feels that he is home
Wouldn't it be grand
If in every room, a door.
In which we could escape
For now, or evermore.