Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.

Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
Grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
The desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian
Workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't
Know what happened - but there were Indians scattered
All over the highway, bleeding to death.

So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time I tasted fear.
I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower,
His head is just floating in the breeze, man.
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back
Is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians
Maybe one or two of 'em, were just running around freaking out,
And just leaped into my soul.
And they're still in there.

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.

Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.

Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me.

Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all.

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Dawn's Highway Lyrics as written by John Paul Densmore Jim (usa) Morrison

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    General CommentHOw did none of you doors fans not comment on this? This is Jim Morrison saying where it all began man I mean c'mon.
    iHatepoopingon May 25, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis recording chills me. listen to in at night, in darkness, with only silence surrounding you.. i actually get quivers, feeling as though i understand exactly what he means by leaped into his soul.. i love it. jim morrison= genius ♥
    x_soulrebel_xon July 31, 2006   Link
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    My InterpretationJim Morrison did actually witness a car accident as a small child involving Native American Indians out in the desert. Whether Jim actually believed that there was Indigenous American souls running around in his head is a topic for debate.
    sexdrugsrocknrollon July 05, 2009   Link
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    General CommentHe's also commenting on how impressionable children can be. One event can create a person. Especially if it happens to him or her at an extremely young age.
    sexdrugsrocknrollon July 05, 2009   Link
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    General CommentIn a couple of his songs, (Peace Frog, Ghost song) he mentions this quote, "Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding, Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile, eggshell mind."
    Mackmocky5on December 18, 2009   Link

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