The Crystal Ship

Before you slip into unconsciousness

Id like to have another kiss

Another flashing chance at bliss

Another kiss, another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain

Enclose me in your gentle rain

The time you ran was too insane

Well meet again, well meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies

The streets are fields that never die

Deliver me from reasons why

Youd rather cry, Id rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled

A thousand girls, a thousand thrills

A million ways to spend your time

When we get back, Ill drop a line

Jim Morrison, The Doors, no seu primeiro Álbum: "The Doors"

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