The Doors - Horse Latitudes lyrics
[The Doors - Horse Latitudes lyrics]
When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted currents
Breed tiny monsters true sailing is dead!
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop and heads bob up
Poise delicate
Pause consent
In mute nostril agony carefully refined
And sealed over
And her sullen and aborted currents
Breed tiny monsters true sailing is dead!
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop and heads bob up
Poise delicate
Pause consent
In mute nostril agony carefully refined
And sealed over