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Knockin' On Heaven's Door
The Doors : ´Wild Child´, ´Break On Through´, ´Soul Kitchen´, ´The Soft Parade´, ´Shaman's Blues´
" Wild child, natural child, terrible child...not your mothers or your fathers child -
Your own child, screamin' wild
An ancient rulage of grains...our fingers weave quick minarets,
Speaking secret alphabets
We chased our pleasures here, dug out treasures there, but
You cannot petition the lord with prayer
Can you give me sanctuary ? - I must find a place to hide
Out in the meadows, where you run the field
You'll be dead and in hell before I'm born
There are only four ways to get unraveled..."
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Alle Wege münden in schwarze Verwesung.... .. (Georg Trakl)
Geändert von Rieslingrübe (07.01.2007 um 16:31 Uhr)
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