Blue evening falls over you
Tonight is just another night below
Those days on waiting for the sun
Sweet sorrow now that summers gone
Tomorrow wake-up to your dreams
In 71' you broke on through
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Nighttime in Paris
I'm here in L.A.
Thinking bout Jim Morrison tonight
So sorry for you
And who would have thought
This is where the poetry would die
Blue Morning Falls over you
Today embrace the silent earth Pere Lachaise
Dionysus ain't dead
He's just sleeping, dreaming of the wasted dawn
awake and choose your day
1965 was just the start
Six years of dying for your art
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Last verse the same as the first