Billy Sullivan - The Old Brown Door

It's underground and off the pier
Never did I know I'd end up here
It's filled with sand
In the empty threshold sorrow overtakes him
Sandy floors, hear the ocean crash
The lights go out you flick a match
There's no one here is this even real
Real, oh
An escalator leads to the ground
The space is deep and echoes all around
With tiles cracked
The ceiling leaks and the hallways lead to nowhere
A cry or scream or any words
None will help this is a different world
Down the spiral winding floors
There's much to search and a hundred doors...hundred doors
The music rings from down the hall
Broken glass cracks from inside it all
There's no way out
But in you see
You must not ever leave
The pounding of the drum rings fast
The music's louder than the last
Till you see the old brown door
Creaked open just a bit
Oh, oh
A light shines in
What will begin?
Nothing exists
It all comes down to this

Written by:
William Sullivan

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