[INTRO — deep male whisper, distant] Three little knocks. That's the old way in. No names. No questions. Just music. If she remembers... she'll come. [BEAT CREEPS IN] [VERSE 1] I've been waiting by the doorway for a hundred years or more, keeping one old rhythm for the one I'm waiting for. The fairies know the signal, the witches know the game, the goblins bring the trouble, but nobody knows her name. I don't remember her face now. That's the trouble with time. But I remember how she laughed and I remember her rhyme. She used to dance like thunder, barefoot in the rain, then vanish through a mushroom ring and make me chase again. [PRE-CHORUS] So I opened up the old way, let the mortal world come through. One night every hundred years— maybe she'd come too. [DROP] [CHORUS] COME IN! COME IN! Let the mortal world begin! Kick the doors and shake the floor, let the old world bleed in more! COME IN! COME IN! Lose the shape you came in with! If you hear that rhythm call— you might remember it all. [POST-CHORUS — creature chants] KNOCK KNOCK— Who's there? KNOCK KNOCK— Who's there? [DEEP GOBLIN] Nobody important. [FAIRY VOICES] Liar. [VERSE 2] I watched a thousand strangers come stumbling through the door, some looking for a miracle, some looking for the floor. A faun was kissing witches, a troll was on the bar, three fairies stole a warlock's hat and rode it like a car. The ceiling disappeared again. The moon came crashing through. I told the moon to pay its tab. It never bloody knew. [LAUGH] But I kept watching faces. Every face that crossed the light. Looking for a little spark that might tell me: You're alright. [PRE-CHORUS 2 — quieter] Then someone walked in slowly, looking terribly confused. She looked at me. I looked at her. And something in me moved. [BUILD] No. Not her eyes. Not her face. Not the voice I knew before. But then she heard the rhythm— and she started dancing like before. [BEAT CUT] [WHISPER] Three little knocks. [HER — distant echo] Three little knocks... [DEEP GOBLIN] Oh. [DROP] [CHORUS] COME IN! COME IN! Let the mortal world begin! Kick the doors and shake the floor, let the old world bleed in more! COME IN! COME IN! Lose the shape you came in with! If you hear that rhythm call— you might remember it all. [BREAKDOWN — intimate, almost spoken] I don't know what they called you. I don't know what you became. I don't know what the mortal years did to your little name. You've got their eyes now. Their skin. Their strange little clothes. You look like someone who has forgotten where she goes. But you still tap your foot when the bass comes in. Still bite your lip when you're trying not to grin. Still dance like the floor is something you can win. Still— [PAUSE] ...you. [FAIRY WHISPER] Do you remember? [HER — faint] I don't know. [DEEP GOBLIN] That's alright. I do. [BUILD — increasingly rhythmic] I remember the woods. I remember the rain. I remember stealing lightning and doing it again. I remember your laughter. I remember your grin. I remember you shouting— "Don't let the goblins in!" [CREATURES LAUGH] Too late. [DROP] [FINAL CHORUS] COME IN! COME IN! Oh, look who's wandering in! Hundred years, a hundred more— I've been waiting at the door. COME IN! COME IN! You don't have to know my name. You don't have to remember— I'll play the song again. [CALL & RESPONSE] WHO ARE YOU? [FAIRIES] WHO ARE YOU? [GOBLIN] Does it matter? WHO ARE YOU? [HER] ...I don't know. [GOBLIN] That's alright. Dance with me. [FINAL DROP] [OUTRO — stripped back] Three little knocks. Two old friends. One old song. And somehow... you came home. [WHISPER — almost laughing] You're late. [BEAT] Very late.
