| The Doors – A Feast Of Friends Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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i don't know how to live in light of certain death witches blind the mans seamen and he is under its spell dark clouds make me ill old ties to slave magic obedient men with angry women pull woolen over eyes of seamen the watch tower man looks down on me sanctuary with woman little red gems take the place of lost children unrecognizable people gather in the shit for the drugs so willing to share sacred spaces They are waiting to share secret spaces it is wonderful to taste the clouds death comes at a late hour just when we are ready to live after moments of sharing a healing and every sinner is new when he is gone heaven looks so good till the heard of animals i deny this rather i eat the living then to dine with ghost ---- Its past my bed time so this is all the play time i got. just watch the movie its all the same stuff. |
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