Keeper, if you want to get in,
Then you must keep knocking.
Knock, knock and knock!
The cracking sound on the door,
Would perturb people’s peace,
You would be knackered knocking,
Your knuckles would burn, get blisters
But keep faith, and keep knocking.
Someone might open,
But it might be just the wrong way.
Sometimes you’d have to knock
Stronger, louder, as the bell is broken
Sometimes you’d run out of patience
Washed-out, wet, waiting, waiting…
Listen, you might hear footsteps within
Be patient pal,
Believe in yourself,
Someone would finally open.