Doors Songtext
von Tennyson

Close this part of me that′s always seeing doors
Hard questions
I don't know if I can take it anymore

Don′t you ever wonder why you
Can't sleep, at night, bad dream
Feel so much better if you
Just wipe the diskette clean
You can't keep living on this

Dead air, thin ice, trap door
Feel so much better if you
Face what you can′t ignore
You can′t keep living on this

Now's your chance to stop running from the world
I get it
I don′t wanna see you cry anymore


Half crown
Spins in the dark, plinth in your heart
Fine dust
Spills from the top, moths in the clock
Half-blind
Days in the dark, lines of the chalk
Tall spire
Looms in the smog, praise to your god

All this solitaire and all your chemicals
Bad sectors
They were hoping you'd remember but you don′t

Don't you ever wonder why you
Can′t sleep, at night, bad dream
Feel so much better if you
Just wipe the diskette clean
You can't keep living on this

Half crown
Spins in the dark, plinth in your heart
Fine dust
Spills from the top, moths in the clock
Half-blind
Days in the dark, lines of the chalk
Tall spire
Looms in the smog, praise to your god


Half crown
Spins in the dark, plinth in your heart
Fine dust
Spills from the top, moths in the clock
Half-blind
Days in the dark, lines of the chalk
Tall spire
Looms in the smog, praise to your god