Way back deep into the brain
Way back past the realm of pain
Back where there's never any rain
And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us
And in the labyrinth of streams beneath the
Quiet unearthly presence of
Nervous hill dwellers in the gently hills around
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights
Writer(s): Robert A Krieger, John Paul Densmore, Raymond D Manzarek, Jim Morrison
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