Stoned... Immaculate.

Discussion in 'General' started by Flanky, Dec 2, 2002.

  1. I'll tell you this...
    No eternal reward will forgive us now
    For wasting the dawn.

    Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused
    One summer night, going to the pier
    I ran into two young girls
    The blonde one was called Freedom
    The dark one, Enterprise
    We talked and they told me this story
    Now listen to this...
    I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat
    Soft driven, slow and mad
    Like some new language
    Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger
    Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
    Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
    Out here in the perimeter there are no stars

    Out here we is stoned
    Immaculate.

    ---Morrison
     
  2. the doors kick ass.
     
  3. ditto....he was a poet.....Peace out...Sid
     

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