[ar:The Doors]
[ti:Ghost Song]
[al:An American Prayer]
[by:levanikoki]
[00:19.48]Awake
[00:20.66]
[00:23.41]Shake dreams from your hair
[00:24.86]My pretty child, my sweet one.
[00:26.95]Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
[00:29.53]The day's divinity
[00:31.70]First thing you see.
[00:39.10]A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
[00:44.58]Couples naked race down by it's quiet side
[00:50.01]And we laugh like soft, mad children
[00:53.41]Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
[00:58.15]The music and voices are all around us.
[01:00.38]
[01:19.12]Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
[01:21.51]The time has come again
[01:23.10]Choose now, they croon
[01:24.50]Beneath the moon
[01:25.70]Beside an ancient lake
[01:27.28]
[01:28.09]Enter again the sweet forest
[01:30.54]Enter the hot dream
[01:31.93]Come with us
[01:33.57]Everything is broken up and dances.
[01:36.51]
[02:38.45]Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
[02:42.34]Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
