The Missing Key
I keep coming back to this place
A bolted door I see
I slow down and slacken my pace
Can someone give me the key?
I know not what would lie
As I walk to the other side
The path now blocked by the door.
But one thing I do know
Forward I must go
And find out what the place has in store.
I keep coming back to this place
A bolted door I see
How long the truth can I evade
That the key does lie with me.
