The Night is young & full of rest, I can't describe the way she's dress'd, She'll pander to some strange requests, Anything that you suggest, Anything to please her guest.

Jim Morrison

NightGuestRequestsStrange...+2

Windows work two ways, mirrors one way. You never walk through mirrors or swim through windows.

Jim Morrison

WindowsMirrorsSwimNever...+2

All the poems have wolves in them. All but one. The most beautiful one of all. She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.

Jim Morrison

PoemsWolvesFireChallenge...+3

You live you die and death not ends it.

Jim Morrison

LiveDieDeathEnds

I pressed her thigh and death smiled.

Jim Morrison

PressedThighDeathSmiled

I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm tired of these stinky boots.

Jim Morrison

WakeBootsTiredMood