18 December 2012
When I was a child I was lonesome and scared And trusted very few people
I needed a place Were I could escape Reality and all its darkness
That’s when I saw it As I walked through the woods Hidden within the trees
A little door Hidden in the floor Mad of iron and tough old wood
So I ran back home And grabbed my torch And said I was going to explore
And of I went With a spring in my step Off to the cellar door
I opened it up And turned on my torch To see what was inside
As I stepped in My head started to spin With all the things it could be
So the cellar started filling With different creatures And places that I could be
I spent all my days In that little cellar door Playing with new found friends
But sadly as I got older My mind had forgotten All of the adventures I had
Then one day I walked along The back of my old house
When I saw it As I walked through the woods Hidden within in the trees
That little cellar door That I once explored So many years ago
Little Cellar Door • Opuss № I