TheDoors - Dawn'sHighway 

Jim Morrison
When photography
Our loves in jeopardy
When photography
Our loves in jeopardy
See ... the ...
Talkin smoking
See the moon
Smoking
Insane in the words threes
Come again, come again, come again
And wait for morning
Come
Insane in the word in the deep threes
Come again and wait for morning
The dead
And wait for morning
Photography
Our loves in jeopardy
When I watch the tv and I see helcopteers sensation over the feel on mecanicals and unders smiles gfeel
I thinking on the child the once be only 

Come again..come again… come again… and wait for morning,
Inndians high way… Indian Indian why did you die for?
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.