Another flashing chance at bliss Another kiss, another kiss
Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night?
I think in art, but especially in films, people are trying to confirm their own existences.
The spectator is a dying animal.
Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft.
The kind of people who can assemble huge crowds into one spot will be the major influences on mass culture in the next decade. The rock enthusiasts have created some of the most exciting theatrical events on the planet.
I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm tired of these stinky boots
The best songs just come unasked for. You don't have to think about them. Summer is a good time for songs.
Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws
Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.
A moving or movement away from a station A waving away from a waving a motion Amazement a moment amazing a waving
The best songs come unasked for. You don't have to think about them . . . Summer is good for songs. When it's real warm, if you have a sense of freedom, not a lot on your mind, and a feeling there's plenty of time, it just seems to be a good climate for music.
It's like gambling somehow. You go out for a night of drinking and you don't know where your going to end up the next day. It could work out good or it could be disastrous. It's like the throw of the dice.
Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also. A kind of electric wedding. We hide ourselves in the music to reveal ourselves.
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
We have assembled inside this ancient / and insane theatre / To propagate our lust for life / and flee the swarming wisdom / of the streets
You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run, Tried to hide, Break on through to the other side...
Morning found us unaware, noon burn gold into our hair, at night we swim the laughin sea, where will we be?
Is everybody in?... Is everybody in?... Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin...
Do you know we are ruled by T.V.?
Take an Indian home to lunch.
I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or small. I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things. I can change the course of nature. I can place myself anywhere in space or time. I can summon the dead. I can perceive events on other worlds, in my deepest inner mind, & in the minds of others. I can I am
Do you know we are being led to Slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting Obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by t.v.
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