Logic

Exit turn right, the right of my front door
Round the corner, and always startled by the drop.
Kindergarden on the left. Mental institute on the right.
Kindergarden from top to middle. Mental institute from middle to end.
I can never tell which is which
Tonight I didn't walk down or through
I was just there to enjoy the view
Tomorrow to work I'll go through
At night from work I'll come back
Tomorrow on my way, the children will play
At night, I won't hear anything
Though my neighbors say, at times
They hear screams