Thursday, December 2, 2010
This is for my dear Gonzo. He loves this song.
Carnivals and cotton candy and you
and I love you too you know I do
Prettier than anything in the world
And I love you too
You know I do
You make me happy
Laughing, glad, and full of glee
And you don't have to try, girl
For you it comes so naturally
Right here in my arms
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
What are you doing here?
What do you want?
Is it music?
We can play music.
But you want more.
You want something & someone new.
Am I right?
Of course I am.
I know what you want.
You want ecstasy
Desire & dreams.
Things not exactly what they seem.
I lead you this way, he pulls that way.
I'm not singing to an imaginary girl.
I'm talking to you, my self.
Let's recreate the world.
The palace of conception is burning.
Look. See it burn.
Bask in the warm hot coals.
You're too young to be old
You don't need to be told
You want to see things as they are.
You know exactly what I do
The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison
Exert from Wilderness: Volume I