The Escape

sometimes it`s not worth it

There is a door in the sky

For those who wish to escape

From the nurse`s worried glance

To red lights that turn in the street,

From the soft tread of a priest`s shoe

To a latinate fast finger of magic,

From the over-the-top of Flanders

To the heavens that play dice;

This is more life than you need;

For those who wish to escape

There is a door in the sky.