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the doors - american poets كلمات الأغنية

awake
shake dreams from your hair
my pretty child, my sweet one
choose the day and choose the sign of your day
the day’s divinity
first thing you see

a letter to father

a vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled noon
couples naked race down by its 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

the days before night rolled in. villagers in gather a lonely roam to rivers edge. screams from within. fame is just a flame that burns. lasting rеsults seem uncertain. life has ruined thе man in me. friends have become as fictional character. please let me in . the doors of perception have proven true . i won’t die this way
jim morrison jr

choose they croon the ancient ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
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
darkness falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy, she takes her final breath
she leaps into the murky waters of death, leaving behind her lovely fragrance of beauty, self proclaimed fame and one lonely child to fend for himself in this world of massacre
jim morrison jr

where are we going with this lonely twisted modern day masscarade called society anyway. we think of others only judging ourselves against what is believed to be our true selves. darkness falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy

intuition so it is said should guide us through. subconscious then may not be true. although race religion culture and creed may tear us apart there is one thing holding us together as human beings. love, for love is the battle that will forever be fought but will never truly be won

indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding
ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggsh_ll mind

love will always burn the flames
that ever so stretch the lengths of eternity
darkness falls across the shadowed
halls of intimacy

i miss my dad
my father of soul
of enlightening
of everything going

day has taken light
children muster on rivers edge
priest spread the words of god
her love for me has feathered and flew
where are the feast you have promised

no she screams
while running in flames
for i am the one
in which you should blame
she is now in sight
right before my eyes
bowing to the devil
sacrificing her child

- the doors

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