| Song | Wake Up |
| Artist | The Doors |
| Album | In Concert |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Wake up! | |
| You can't remember where it was. | |
| Had this dream stopped? | |
| The snake was pale gold | |
| Glazed and shrunken. | |
| We were afraid to touch it. | |
| The sheets were hot dead prisons. | |
| And she was beside me. | |
| Old, she's numb. | |
| Her dark, red hair, | |
| The white soft skin. | |
| Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom, | |
| Look! | |
| She's coming in here | |
| I can't live thru each slow century of her moving. | |
| I let my cheek slide down | |
| The cool smooth tile | |
| Feel the good cold stinging blood | |
| The smooth hissing snakes of rain... |