Golden Keys

Seeing the vines, crawl up the wall
Can you survive, when roots dig through all
Try to climb or go for a ride
All depending, on what’s inside
Thorns to feel, a few drops for real
Some say the only way to seal
Of what to be, sew the tragedy
Golden keys, for comedy
It might take years, lifetimes and more
Before you can see, above the floor
Just the way it goes, when will you see
Awake to end, all the misery
Thorns to feel, a few drops for real
Some say the only way to seal
Of what to be, sew the tragedy
Golden keys, for comedy
Have a few pints, dance the night away
Letting it go, a part to play
How long it goes, before it starts again
What do you throw, or keep to mend
Thorns to feel, a few drops for real
Some say the only way to seal
Of what to be, sew the tragedy
Golden keys, for comedy
After so long, nothing more is left
All you’ve planted, to rise from the dead
What is shown, with every harvest
A sail is grown, or just more ballast
Thorns to feel, a few drops for real
Some say the only way to seal
Of what to be, sew the tragedy
Golden keys, for comedy