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[ti:The Ghost Song] |
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[ar:Jim Morrison] |
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[al: An American Prayer] |
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[offset:-500] |
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Awake |
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Shake dreams from your hair |
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My pretty child, my sweet one |
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Choose the day, choose the sign of your day |
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The day divinity |
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First thing you see |
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A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon |
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Couples naked race down by it quiet side |
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And we laugh like soft, mad children |
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Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy |
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The music and voices are all around us |
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Choose they croon the ancient ones |
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The time has come again |
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Choose now, they croon |
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Beneath the moon |
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Beside an ancient lake |
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Enter again the sweet forest |
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Enter the hot dream |
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Come with us |
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Everything is broken up and dances |
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Indians scattered |
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On darms highway bleeding |
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Ghosts crowd the young child, |
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Fragile eggshell mind |
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We have assembled inside, |
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This ancient and insane theater |
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To propagate our lust for our life, |
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And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. |
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The barns have stormed |
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The windows kept, |
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And only one of all the rest |
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To dance and save us |
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From the divine mockery of words, |
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Music inflames temperament. |
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Ooh great creator of being |
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Grant us one more hour, |
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To perform our art |
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And perfect our lives. |
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We need great golden copulation, |
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When true kings murders |
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Are allowed to roam free, |
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A thousand musicians arise from the land |
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Where are the feast we are promised? |
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One more thing |
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Thank you oh lord |
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For the white blind light |
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Thank you oh lord |
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For the white blind light |
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A city rises from the sea |
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I had a splitting headache |
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From witch the feature is maid |