The Blue Box (On Baker Street) - Revisited

The Doctor:
I know exactly who to call.
Find them and get them,
That's all...

John:
We fought again, I need some air
A break from our domestic atmosphere

Sherlock:
I turn to face the fireplace
and lift up my dear violin case

John:
I take a breath of the cool night air
An odd presence surrounds me
Chills go right down my spine
But I'll only walk a while

Sherlock:
The instrument has calmed my nerves
I go through some letters from earlier
Something odd addressed to me
For what purpose would someone send a key?

John:
I turn back at a nearby park
It's getting dark, the gaslights turning on.
Something odd on Baker Street
I'm sure that odd blue box wasn't there before...

Sherlock:
As I look out of the window
I see that he's returning home
There's a striking difference in the
Outlook of the facade

John:
I hear a slight hum as he
Joins me on the silent baker Street
I've never seen that key before,
Why does it glow?

Together:
The door of the blue box
Seems so be locked
You have the key
Try it in
Door clicks open
We step in
A journey begins
Unexpected