Dare walk through the secret door?
And let imagination soar?
Sights and sounds of pure delight
Stay all day, and through the night
But never speak of hidden places
Often thought as empty spaces
The secret door is locked to those
Who may be seen as sinister foes
So dare ye child, to venture through
This doorway drenched with morning dew?
If hate be in thine heart go 'way
And find another place to play