Go and open the pineapple door,

Maybe you will see the sunset shining through an old window.

Go and open the cherry door,

Maybe you will see the blood dripping as a soul vanishes into the unknown.

Go and open the lime door,

Maybe you will see a field of grass as far as the eye can see.

Go and ope the gold door,

Maybe you will see treasure waiting to be discovered.

Go and open the navy door,

Maybe you will see the bluebells growing,

Or berries falling of the trees