Walking down the hallway
of the choices of my life
Cobwebs of distraction
Tangle up my sight
Doorways of decision
To what might be or what may come
Rooms remain unknown
Until they're made a home
Which one to choose?
Which key to turn?
or how, or when?
I'm yet to learn
Brush away the cobwebs
Sweep away the dust
Oil up the hinges
Scrape away the rust
Find the key that fits the lock
Turn it if you dare
Open up the door of choice
Step into the glare
Which one to choose?
Which key to turn?
or how, or when?
Begin to learn
The stairway leads to Heaven
The sky becomes the ceiling
Leave behind the cobwebs
Step up into freedom
Which one to choose?
Which key to turn?
or how, or when?
Begin to yearn
I'm walking down a hallway
There's lights in every room
Doors open wide before me
I'll be coming home soon
original lyrics 2008 bricrane
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