Mansion - Threshold

So you’re the man with a mansion

On the hill, like the fool you have built

But they say you’re on wisdom

With your words, be careful what you spill

And you open wide, all your doors at night

And let the people through

And you tell them of an eventful life

And every word, every word is right

But very rarely true

And in our minds there are mansions

Just like yours that will mean that much to you

And we are seeing the answers

But like you, they will never be fulfilled

In the past you’ll find you had once denied, the very thing you do

And you cannot see that throughout your life

Everything was, everything was right

So you open wide, all your doors at night

And let the moonlight through

And you contemplate on a buried life

And every thought is, every thought is right

But very rarely true

Every word is right

And very rarely true