There are seven doors floating just above in front of me
It's a dream I have night after night
I rush into stars/I rush into flight/I rush into this dream--
night after night
like chapters unfolding in a book
sometimes I'm afraid
to even look
at what mystery, magic, or darkened road
may be waiting behind each un-opened door
I wish I knew before I opened
one through seven
Cause'...you know
I'm not quite ready for hell, or heaven
I don't want to see what's on the other side
but I know that I cannot hide
from twilight, midnight, sunlight, on a given day
mystery unfolds/come what may
behind a door
dragons, demons, darkness
light
there's a spell that's cast
each night
1, 2, 3, 4, are the numbers on the doors
5, 6, 7, 8
I open the door
then through the gate
suddenly I see the number 8,
wondering what to anticipate.