I'll be your baby tonight Close your eyes, close the door You don't have to worry anymore Shut the light, shut the shade You don't have to be afraid Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away We're gonna forget it That big, fat moon is gonna shine like a

Can't you see, you're not the only one? Share with me the sun You forget sometimes it's yours The doors all lead outside Feel it soak into your mind In the end, time may take me In the end, time will take you too Well, my head, it gets so tired No need

The Rites of Man Let me hear the band Play the Rites of Man Come on and lift my head Lead me to the door Oh make me understand Raise me off the floor Come on and pick me up Found my coat

Every time I open up the door, I can hear the sound of the windows Keep a little love and into air, I feel that I can hear the trees and Lay your seed into the ground and see if it will grow Now the spring is here, I’m so happy everything is clear, to

Is that what you want? I! I! I am a river Is that what you really want There is a secret I found a secret Behind a Soho door There is a reason I found a reason

To take me out of your home view Well I know that you know So you can make another claim Well go ahead and make it I'm just waiting for a ninety-mile water wall I'm praying for a trap door trigger That you've become the target of this hand With never

Do you know what it feels like Do you know? Loving someone that's in a rush to throw you away? (Do you know, do you know, do you know?) To be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed? (Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya) How can I

Either way you caught me with your lyin' You caught me whilst a lyin' You caught me with my pants down We hang even into the ocean I want to say it's to me to change the world And I wanna play till they kicking down the doors And I'll be alright as long

Here I am standing at your window again Waiting for you to say go away or come in I'm your locked door's worst knocker I'm your curtain's best friend I'm trying hard to love you, you don't make it easy Babe I'm trying hard to love you, I'm looking for an

Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh