martes, 3 de marzo de 2009

People are strange



People are strange when you're a stranger,


Faces look ugly when you're alone.


Women seem wicked when you're unwanted,


Streets are uneven when you're down.


When you're strange


Faces come out of the rain


When you're strange


No one remembers your name


When you're strange


When you're strange


When you're strange.


jim morrison.





2 comentarios:

Jupitariana dijo...

Gran letra.
Gran artista.
Gran verdad.

Chica cósmica, me encantan tus entradas, siempre tan psicodelica y musicalmente buenas.

Milarolls dijo...

jim... el grande!

salu2!