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 vast radiant beach and cooled 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.

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.

Indians scattered,
On dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s,
Fragile eggshell mind

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    General CommentIt's the introduction to the album "An American Prayer" which is a comforting montage about growing up in America.
    The final stanza "Indians Scattered on dawns highway...." recalls a favorite story of Morrisons' about witnessing the aftermath of a car accident involving "Indians" or agricultural workers (pickers) who had crashed and died on a desert highway in Arizona. Recall the song "Peace Frog" from the album, Morrison Hotel: the line "Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind" originates from his poem, "Newborn Awakening". He fancied himself a Shaman who's skills were not earned but bestowed upon him by the ghosts of the dead Indians. He had said that he was chosen but this is pure fancy. About being a Shaman....he certainly volunteered. However, the reality of this is purely a romantic notion.
    plusfouron February 01, 2014   Link

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