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    Post Strange Days

    Strange days have found us
    Strange days have tracked us down
    They're going to destroy
    Our casual joys
    We shall go on playing
    Or find a new town
    Yeah!
    Strange eyes fill strange rooms
    Voices will signal their tired end
    The hostess is grinning
    Her guests sleep from sinning
    Hear me talk of sin
    And you know this is it
    Yeah!
    Strange days have found us
    And through their strange hours
    We linger alone
    Bodies confused
    Memories misused
    As we run from the day
    To a strange night of stone
    [The Doors,1967]

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    Newborn Awakening

    Gently they stir, gently rise
    The dead are newborn awakening
    With ravaged limbs and wet souls
    Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement
    Who called these dead to dance?
    Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand?
    Was it the wilderness children?
    Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly?
    I called you up to anoint the earth
    I called you to announce sadness falling like burned skin
    I called you to wish you well
    To glory in self like a new monster
    And now I call you to pray


    [Jim Morrison,1970]



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