by Jon Coe

Created on: June 06, 2008

Take your key, do what you will
its up to you to climb that hill
If you fall down and break your head
your heart will turn the key instead

Before you go, before you try
before you make your loved ones cry
Give me that key, so I may see
what it is like to be, like thee

Questions burning, locked and turning
rip my head from this painful yearning
Help me let it out, and put it down
relieving stately head, from heavy crown

Red bricked wall around my heart
with head protected, two apart
Come back to me, my special friends
I will share, let's make amends

Bashing self against rocks of doom
lifting heart from blackened gloom
Its never too late to unlock that door
that lets us love, more than before

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