In case you don’t know, I recently released an album (of actual songs) named Odes to My Triceratops, Vol. 1, based on the nowhere-town adventures of amateur songwriter William Griffin, his blind love interest Claire Javernick, and his best friend the sentient triceratops Lorenzo (no last name), back when they were 12-14 years old. You can download that album here.

I’m slowly “remastering” the songs belonging to the second album in order to release it, but I came up with another song for the third volume. It’s titled “Behind the Door.” It depicts William being unable to handle the memories. This song is, dare I say, one of my best.

Lyrics below:

Lorenzo died in the night.
When he passed away, I was sleeping,
And nowhere near that place, I swear,
Where they said he died.

No, don’t open the door.
You don’t want to see what’s behind.

“I love you, Claire,
With all I’ve ever been.
No one else but you.”
“I love you too, William.
How about we meet in the park later?
We’ll bring our blankets,
And you can tell me how the sun sets.”

I’d love to sing a song
About the first time I kissed Claire.
Like a cool breeze on a summer day,
It would keep on going.

Instead, I sit alone under a tree,
And think that the world has ended.

Never stare at the door.
Never stare at the door
When it opens.

No one else but you.