Look again
You'll notice
Signs everywhere
That explain which
Button to push and
Which key will fit
The front door lock
If you're lucky I mean
You may have received
Instructions that spell
Out every last step
You need to take to beat
A path back home
Yet still there comes
A moment when you have
To take matters into
Your own two hands
There's no other way
To return home
Except by turning
The heart's cylinder with
Your own sweet hands
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