[No One Here Gets Out Alive] I’ve been in the past, future And knocked in each And single, singular, similar door Everything there was nothing Than meaningless growing from the floor More and more and more Hello, is there anybody home? Hello C'mon, I’ve been knocking for hours Open the door Is there anybody home? [The Doors Of Perception – Pt. 2.] A door in the dark Should I knock or stay outside? ‘Cause what’s there, so wide It isn’t different from the whole universe in my mind And the boats of your memory And the boat of what you are And the boat of emotions you guide Is always been drag by the force of some cosmic tide [The Doors Of Perception – Pt. 3.] Sailing against the current One more time and Over and over, and over again Then mama aked me Will you be there in the end? As I said, I just want to be around And someone said That’s not the right way to do the blues The blues if you’re not that so blue You gotta get out You gotta get out Out of the blue and into the black You should not look back There’s nothing back You should look forward Fight agains that Mother, I want to Common people are just walls But you are the doors where things comes and goes Yes, my son, now it’s time to go To the place where we go The boat was a ship dreaming he was a raft And everyone sails against self-knowledge