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The Doors
Gently they stir, gently rise
The dead are newborn awakenings
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 annouce sadness falling like burned skin
I called you to wish you well
To glory in self like a new monster
And now I call on you to pray
The dead are newborn awakenings
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 annouce sadness falling like burned skin
I called you to wish you well
To glory in self like a new monster
And now I call on you to pray