Doors - The Ghost Song Lyrics
Awake.Shake dreams from your hairMy pretty child, my sweet one.Choose the day and choose the sign of your dayThe days divinityFirst thing you see.A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moonCouples ***** race down by its quiet sideAnd we laugh like soft, mad childrenSmug in the wooly cotton brains of infancyThe music and voices are all around us.Choose they croon the ancient onesThe time has come againChoose now, they croonBeneath the moonBeside an ancient lakeEnter again the sweet forestEnter the hot dreamCome with usEverything is broken up and dances.