The Hill Dwellers

The Doors2012年10月19日


The Hill Dwellers (Live) - The Doors (大門樂隊)

Way back deep into the brain


Way back past the realm of pain


Back where there's never any rain


And the rain falls gently on the town


And over the heads of all of us


And in the labyrinth of streams

Beneath quiet unearthly presence

Of nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around


Reptiles abounding


Fossils caves cool air heights


Each house repeats a mold


Windows rolled


A beast car locked in against morning


All now sleeping


Rugs silent mirrors vacant


Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples

Wound in sheets and daughters smug

With semen eyes in their nipples