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Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
dog-men and their mean women
pulling poor blankets over
our sailors

Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom?
Have you been borne yet and are you alive?

Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages.
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests.
[Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war?]

The Doors - Angels And Sailors

rich girls
backyard fences
tents

Dreams watching each other narrowly
soft luxuriant cars

Bird of Prey - Bird of Prey
Flying high - Flying high
In the summer sky

Bird of Prey - Bird of Prey
Flying high - Flying high
Gently pass on by

Did you know freedom exists
in school books

Did you know madmen are
running our prisons

w/in a jail, w/in a gaol
w/in a white free protestant

It was the greatest night of my life.
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends
Right there beside me.
We were close together.
We tripped the wall and we scaled the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us.
The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog.

Don't you love her madly?
Don't you need her badly?
Don't you love her ways?
So tell me what you say!
Don't you love her madly?
Wanna be her daddy!
Don't you love her face?
Don't you love her as she's walking out the door?

MOONSHINE NIGHT
(And at this point we hear West Virginian mountain music...violins)

Moonshine night
Mt. Village
Insane in the woods
in the deep trees

Can we resolve the past - lurking jaws
joint of Time - the base - to come
of age in a dry place - holes & caves

The music was new black polished
chrome & came over the summer
like liquid night - the D.J.’s
Took pills to stay awake & play

Your home is still here. Violet, uncertain.

Thank you, oh lord, for the white blind light.

Jumped, humped, born to suffer... Made to undress in the wilderness... All of us have found a safe niche where we can store up our riches and talk to our fellows... in the same premises of disaster.

Thank you, oh lord, for the white blind light.

I am the woman
In the window
See the children
Playing

Soldier, Sailor
Young man
on your way

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange

Well I'll tell you a story of whiskey
& mystics & men
And about the believers, & how the
whole thing began

First there were women & children obeying
the moon
Then daylight brought wisdom & fever

I am the woman
In the window
See the children
Playing

Soldier, Sailor
Young man
on your way

You only stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep
I was meant to tread the water
But now I've gotten in too deep

For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece backs away

When I was back there in seminary school
There was a person there
Who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the Lord with prayer...
Petition the Lord with prayer...
Petition the Lord with prayer...
You cannot petition the Lord with prayer!