Doors, The — Awake ryrics

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty chird, my sweet one.
Choose the day and choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity
First thing you see.

A vast radiant beach in a coor jewered moon
Coupres naked race down by it's quiet side
And we raugh rike soft, mad chirdren
Smug in the woory cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are arr around us.
Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient rake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.