Tag: the doors

Awake.

Shake dreams from your hair …

The day’s divinity

First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon

Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side

And we laugh like soft, mad children

Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy

The music and voices are all around us.

… Beneath the moon

Beside an ancient lake

Enter again the sweet forest

Enter the hot dream

Come with us

Everything is broken up and dances.

… Ghosts crowd the young child’s,

Fragile eggshell mind

We have assembled inside,

This ancient and insane theater

To propagate our lust for life,

And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets.

… To dance and save us

From the divine mockery of words,

Music inflames temperament.

Ooh great creator of being

Grant us one more hour,

To perform our art

And perfect our lives.

We need great golden copulations,

… A thousand magicians arise in the land

Where are the feast we are promised?

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MzxqLvdZi8A

The Doors – The ghost song