In that year we had an intense visitation of energy
When radio dark night existed and assumed control
And we rolled in it's web
Consumed by static and stroked with fear
We were drawn down long from a deep sleep
And awakened at dayfall by a worried gardener
And made to be led through dew wet jungle
To the swift summits
'Or looking the sea.
When radio dark night existed and assumed control
And we rolled in it's web
Consumed by static and stroked with fear
We were drawn down long from a deep sleep
And awakened at dayfall by a worried gardener
And made to be led through dew wet jungle
To the swift summits
'Or looking the sea.
The Doors - Radio Dark Night (the private tapes of James Douglas Morrison)
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