martes, julio 24, 2007

No title this time

I'm reaching the end of the road in more than one aspect of my life. This is getting new, dark and creepy all at the same time, and yet I'm more anxious than scared or freaked out. This is a first one, so I'm freaking out about not freaking out.

This is "My Eyes Have Seen You", by The Doors.

My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you
Stand in your door
Meet me inside,
Show me some more,
Show me some more,
Show me some more.

My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you
Turn and stare
Fix your hair
Move upstairs,
Move upstairs,
Move upstairs.

My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you
Free from disguise
Gazing on a city under
Television skies,
Television skies,
Television skies.

My eyes have seen you,
My eyes have seen you,
Eyes have seen you,
Let them photograph your soul
Memorize your alleys
On an endless roll,
Endless roll,...

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