Your door was always open
And you hoped the world would come
To see you in the splendor
Of the place where you were from
Your door was always open
Often times you felt the breeze
While you waited to be called on
At your leisure in your ease
Your world closed in around you
And you didn't understand
Why your home felt strange and empty
Not as happy as you'd planned
Your door was always open
While we danced in open air
We called for you to join us
But you didn't leave your chair
And though your door was open
You could not see past your pride
Your door was always open
But you never came outside
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