THE DOOR (BALLADS OF THE SONG OF SOLOMON)
From dust you came and to dust you'll go
And you're already poor, naked, and miserable
But come to the vineyard, come to the Feast
There's bread and there's plenty, fill your pockets unempty
If you want more, you can get warm If you want more, you can get warm
I can show you the door, the door, the door
Who has thread a camel through the eye of a needle?
Who has crucified the cares that choke out the seed sown?
Suddenly we need to leave? Are You so uncaring?
You don't need to hike a summit just to be with me
You who can do anything, You hear what You're asking?
I know the sky'll split one day and You can come get me
If You want more, You can find more
If You want more, You can find more
You can turn out the door, the door, the door
You can turn out the door, the door, the door
I can hear you singing in a not-so-distant day
But right now you are choking on a thousand other names
I'll meet you in the desert, all your barren place
I will speak tenderly to your deepest shame
If you want more, you can hope more
If you want more, you can hope more
I will show you the door, the door, the door
I will show you the door, the door, the door
Who has thread a camel through the eye of a needle?
Who has crucified the cares that choke out the seed sown?
Who has walked the narrow way despite all the trouble?
If you want a surplus, then just seek first the Kingdom
I have shown you the door, the door, the door
Come and open the door, the door, the door