Doors The The Ghost Song Lyrics

The Ghost Song Lyrics

awake
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 cool jewelled moon
couples naked race
down by its quiet side
and we laugh like soft, mad children,
smugged in
the woolly cotton brains of infancy.
the music and voices with 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.
indian scattered on dawn's highway bleeding.
ghosts crowd the
young child's fragile eggshelled mind.
we have assembled inside this ancient
and insane theatre
to propagate our lust for life and flee the swarm of
wisdom's restraints.
the barns are stormed, the windows kept
and only one
of all the rest
can dance and save us from the divine mockery of
words.
music inflames temperament.
oh, great creator of being
grant us
one more hour
to perform our art and perfect our lives.
we need great
golden copulations.
when a true king's murderer has been allowed to roam
free
a thousand magicians arise in the land.
where are the feasts we were
promised?