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Far Arden - Wilderness (Jim Morrison)

And so I say to you
The silk handkerchief was
Embroidered in China or Japan
Behind the steel curtain
And no one can cross the borderline
without proper credentials.
This is to say that we are all
Sensate and occasionally sad
And if every partner in crime
Were to incorporate promises
In his program the dance
Might end and all our friends
would follow.
Who are our friends?
Are they sullen and slow?
Do they have great desire?
Or are they one of the multitude who
Walk doubting their impossible regret.
Certainly things happen and reoccur
in continuous promise.
All of us have found a safe niche
Where we can store up riches and talk to our fellows
On the same premise of disaster
But this will not do.
No, this will never do.
These are continents and shores which
Beseech our understanding.
Seldom have we been so slow.
Seldom have we been so far.
My only wish is to see
Far Arden again.
The truth is on his chest
The cellular excitement has
Totally inspired our magic Veteran.
And now for an old trip.
I'm tired of thinking.
I want the old forms to reassert their sexual cool.
My mind is just - you know.
And this morning before I sign off
I would like to tell you about Texas Radio & the Big Beat.
It moves into the perimeter of
Your sacred sincere and dedicated smile
Like a calm surviver of the psychic war.
He was no general for he was not old.
He was no private for he could not be sold.
He was only a man and his
Dedication extended to the last degree.
Poor pretentious soldier, come home.

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