Doors
Words and Music by Donna Henschell 2001
Doors ... they can open, they can close
Depending on the weave and the wealth of your robes
Doors ... can let you in or shut you out
Depending on your status, depending on your clout!
Doors ... can swing open wide
If you've got youth and beauty on your side
Can slam in your face
Depending on your creed, depending on your race.
Doors made of gold, doors made of wood
Doors to the chapel, doors to the hood
Doors made of bars, doors made of glass
Open those doors, let everyone pass.
Doors ... barely open when you're old
If your screen is tattered and your hinges won't hold
Doors ... they can close around you, they can close real tight
If your world is darker than the darkest night
Doors ... they can lock you up ...
If you simply march to a different drum
Doors ... should have a gold key ...
Accessibility to everybody.
Doors made of paper, doors made of steel
Doors to the office of the man who makes the deal
Take the door to the elevator headed to the top
And pray no one cuts the cord that makes the elevator drop!
Doors ... never open again
When their windows are busted and they've been kicked in
Doors ... spin you round and round and round about
If there ain't no in and there ain't no out
Doors ... lead to heaven or hell
Depending on which book your read and if you read it well
Doors ... they should swing open wide, and let everybody
Everybody inside.
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