The Crystal Ship

Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss...
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss...

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain...
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again...

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills...
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line...



And a better song for my mood you wouldn't find.
The Doors, 1967