• an american prayer albümünden, jim morrison'ın o küçük yaşta karşılaştığı kazayı ve ölen kızılderililerin ruhlarının kendisine geçtiğini anlattığı kısa şiirdir, sohbettir. hala o korkuyu ve acıyı hissederek anlatmıştır.
  • 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.
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