Not to touch the sky

  

Not to touch the earth 

Not to see the sun

Nothing left to do, but

Run, run, run

Let's run

House upon the hill

Moon is lying still

Shadows of the trees

Witnessing the wild breeze

C'mon baby run with me

Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill

Rich are the rooms and the comforts there

Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs

And you won't know a thing till you get inside

We should see the gates by mornin'

We should be inside the evenin'

The Doors

Back Door Man

I'm a back door man.

The men don't know,

But the little girls understand.

Well, all you people there tryin' to sleep,

I'm out there making it my midnight treat,

'Cause I'm a back door man.

The men don't know

But the little girls understand.

You men eat your dinner,

Eat your pork and beans

I eat more chicken

Any man ever seen. 

Well, I'm a back door man,

I'm a back door man.

The men don't know

But the little girls understand.

The Doors

I'm a spy, I can see

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know everything

Everything you do

Everywhere you go

Everyone you know

I'm a spy in the house of love

I know the dream, that you're dreamin' of

I know the word that you long to hear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I know your deepest, secret fear

I'm a spy, I can see

What you do

And I know

The Doors

The End

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end

Of everything that stands, the end

No safety or surprise, the end

I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be

So limitless and free

Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand

In a...desperate land

This is the end

Beautiful friend

This is the end

My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free

But you'll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

The Doors

The Soft Parade

Can you give me sanctuary

I must find a place to hide

A place for me to hide

Can you find me soft asylum

I can't make it anymore

The Man is at the door

Peppermint, miniskirts, chocolate candy

Champion sax and a girl named Sandy

There's only four ways to get unraveled

One is to sleep and the other is travel,

One is a bandit up in the hills

One is to love your neighbor 'till

His wife gets home

Catacombs

Nursery bones

Winter women

Growing stones

Carrying babies

To the river

Streets and shoes

Avenues

Leather riders

Selling news

The monk bought lunch

The Soft Parade has now begun

Listen to the engines hum

People out to have some fun

A cobra on my left

Leopard on my right, yeah

The deer woman in a silk dress

Girls with beads around their necks

Kiss the hunter of the green vest

Who has wrestled before

With lions in the night

Successful hills are here to stay

Everything must be this way

Gentle streets where people play

Welcome to the Soft Parade

The Doors

captuRed

captuRed

Left all alone
Playing solitaire
Playing warden to your soul.

You are locked in a prison
Of your own devise

the Doors