The Ghost Song - Jim Morrison/The Doors.mp3

The Ghost Song - Jim Morrison/The Doors.mp3
The Ghost Song-Jim Morrison/The Doors (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] 作词 : Jim Morri...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Jim Morrison
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Jim Morrison
[00:18.69]Awake
[00:22.32]Shake dreams from your hair
[00:23.84]My pretty child, my sweet one
[00:25.87]Choose the day, choose the sign of your day
[00:28.39]The day's divinity
[00:30.57]First thing you see
[00:38.47]A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
[00:43.99]Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
[00:49.36]And we laugh like soft, mad children
[00:52.29]Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy
[00:57.54]The music and voices are all around us
[01:08.09]
[01:18.37]Choose they croon the ancient ones
[01:20.68]The time has come again
[01:21.50]Choose now, they croon
[01:23.67]Beneath the moon
[01:24.63]Beside an ancient lake
[01:27.46]Enter again the sweet forest
[01:29.83]Enter the hot dream
[01:31.05]Come with us
[01:32.87]Everything is broken up and dances
[01:37.82]
[02:28.96]Indians scattered, on darms highway bleeding
[02:32.44]Ghosts crowd the young child's
[02:34.52]Fragile eggshell mind
[02:41.00]We have assembled inside
[02:41.60]This ancient and insane theater
[02:43.98]To propagate our lust for our life
[02:46.17]And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets
[02:51.77]
[02:54.89]The barns have stormed
[02:56.10]The windows kept
[02:57.46]And only one of all the rest
[02:59.17]To dance and save us
[03:00.57]From the divine mockery of words
[03:03.24]Music inflames temperament
[03:07.88]
[03:22.04]Ooh great creator of being
[03:23.30]Grant us one more hour, to perform our art
[03:26.22]And perfect our lives
[03:32.27]We need great golden copulation's
[03:44.34]When true kings murders
[03:45.00]Are allowed to roam free
[03:46.81]A thousand musicians arise from the land
[03:54.72]Where are the feast we are promised?
[04:05.77]
[04:40.92]One more thing
[04:52.92]Thank you oh lord
[04:54.03]For the white blind light
[04:57.81]Thank you oh lord
[04:58.93]For the white blind light
[05:02.05]A city rises from the sea
[05:06.89]I had a splitting headache
[05:09.51]From which the future is made
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