'Dawn's Highway' se estrenó el . Este canción está incluida en el disco 'An American Prayer'
En 'Dawn's Highway' de The Doors, la tragedia y la oscuridad se entrelazan con una belleza inquietante a lo largo de la narrativa de Jim Morrison. La canción comienza con la impactante imagen de indios dispersos en la carretera al amanecer, con fantasmas invadiendo la mente frágil de un niño.... seguir leyendo
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Dawn's Highway
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Me and my -ah- mother and father - and a
Grandmother and a grandfather - were driving through
The desert, at dawn, and a truck load of Indian
Workers had either hit another car, or just - I don't
Know what happened - but there were Indians scattered
All over the highway, bleeding to death.
So the car pulls up and stops. That was the first time I tasted fear.
I musta' been about four - like a child is like a flower,
His head is just floating in the breeze, man.
The reaction I get now thinking about it, looking back
Is that the souls of the ghosts of those dead Indians
Maybe one or two of 'em, were just running around freaking out,
And just leaped into my soul.
And they're still in there.
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth if a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Blood on the rise, it's following me.
Indian, Indian what did you die for?
Indian says, nothing at all.
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