The Hill Dwellers (Live)

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 ***** eyes in their *******

Wait

There's been a slaughter here