WE COME FROM NOWHERE AND IT'S NOWHERE WHERE WE GO.
There's not even blackness where we go;
no silver light or sparking snow;
no smell of Spanish roses;
no night upon the town;
and when I stand up, I know I've fallen down.
I'm on a cliff top.
Don't
send
me
a frown.
Sometimes it's hard here.
The mind makes wrinkles and a frown.
You're my Lovin Darling; I'll be a man here
not some goddamn clown.
Sometimes I slip but I'm not falling down.
There's not even blackness where we go
but I'm a man here, I'm the man you know.
We come from nowhere and it's nowhere
where we go.
Voice: Michael McClure
Piano: Ray Manzarek
