The Spirit of the Beehive
THE DOOR IS OPEN
The fantasy is to believe
"The door is open"
Messages on a t-shirt
"The Palisades are my life"
Looking out at the window
And it's passing me by
Separate a habit from a line and bite down
Your thumb inside my mouth again
This time it's real and it never ends
I just need a reaction
But the door is opening now
Fantasy is a season
Only now can I look
The mind, it breaks for a reason
That was all it took
Simple is the cavernous decay
Of the night when we're apart
A winter locked inside a car
I never left for all that's worth
The shock of learning my new spot
And it's a shadow on my heart
It's a shadow on my heart
It's a shadow on my heart