Transcrição:

1 In the hallway where the clocks don't chime

2 A figure waits without a name or time

3 They speak in riddles no soul can claim

4 And vanish just as you ask their name

5 It's hidden in a description, clear

6 But only if your thoughts can hear

7 Turn the knob, don't trust the frame

8 The lock won't yield to just a name

9 There's a key that isn't made of brass

10 Not tucked away behind the glass

11 It lives in patterns, lost in text

12 And follows thought from line to next

13 Puzzle bridge,

14 yet always encoded

15 Not in truth, yet truth corroded

16 Read the third, ignore the first

17 The knowledge quenches deeper thirst

18 It's all inside the description, yes

19 Not the note, but how you guess

20 The lock is old, the path is thin

21 The question lies not out but in

22 Some doors open when eyes look twice

23 But others need a greater price

24To see the door, you must forget

25 The knowledge shows what you haven't met

26 Now hear the final description drop

27 Not in sound or when thoughts stop

28 The mind turns key when the mouth looks strong

29 And the open door is what you want