We walk our deserts; do heaven & hell
'Permission slips' held in hand
To find that true love's unconditional
& true respect is never earned
We brood over its bittersweet kiss
We wonder, don't you agree?
Why sometimes family will miss
What in us, strangers see
But some doors have opened
And thus they shall remain
Coz some doors once opened
Can never be closed again
We align our lives to stars, some dead & gone
Then thirst like the deserts that wait too long
Where prophets too, lost to their hometowns
Risk their journeys for it's prodigal sons
But some doors have opened
And thus they shall remain
Coz some doors once opened
Can never be closed again
