Everything

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

Is it music?

We can play music.

But you want more.

You want something & someone new.

Am I right?

Of course I am.

You want ecstasy

Desire & dreams.

Things not exactly what they seem.

I lead you this way, he pulls that way.

I'm not singing to an imaginary girl.

I'm talking to you, my self.

Let's recreate the world.

The palace of conception is burning.

Look. See it burn.

Bask in the warm hot coals.

You're too young to be old

You don't need to be told

You want to see things as they are.

You know exactly what I do

Everything

                       Jim Morrison