Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been borne yet & are you alive
Matchbox Are you more real than me I'll burn you, & set you free Wept bitter tears Excessive courtesy I won't forget
something That's already found us We can invent Kingdoms of our own grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust & love we must, in beds of rust Steel doors
A ship leaves port mean horse of another thicket wishbone of desire decry the metal fox
A hot sick lava flowed up, Rustling & bubbling. The paper-face. Mirror-mask, I love you mirror. He had been brainwashed for 4 hrs. The LT. puzzled in
Great screaming Christ Upsy-daisy Lazy Mary will get you up upon a Sunday morning "The movie will begin in 5 moments" The mindless Voice announced "All
Översättning: The Doors. An American Prayer - timme för Magic - friheten finns - en fest för vänner.
Översättning: The Doors. En amerikansk Bön.
Översättning: The Doors. En amerikansk Bön timme för Magic frihet Exis.