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Artist/Band:
Doors, The
Lyrics for Song: Severed Garden
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Doors, The
wow, im sick of doubt
live in the light of certain south, cruel bindings
the servants have the power
dogmen and their mean women
pulling poor blankets over our assailers
i'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the tv tower
i want roses in my garden bower, dig?
royal babies, rubies, must now replace aborted strangers in the mud
these mutants blood meal for the plant that's ploughed
they are waiting to take us into the severed garden
you know how pale and wanton, thrillful comes death
in the strange hour
unannounced, unplanned for
like a scary over-friendly guest you've brought to bed
death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
where we had shoulders smooth as ravens' claws
no more money, no more fancy dress
this other kingdom seems by far the best
until its other jaw reveals incest
and loose obedience to a vegetable law
i will not go
prefer a feast of friends to the giant family
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About Severed Garden
"The Severed Garden" stands as a haunting centerpiece in the discography of The Doors, embodying the band's signature fusion of psychedelic rock and poetic lyricism. Released during a pivotal era for the group, the track exemplifies Jim Morrison's ability to weave surreal imagery with raw emotional intensity, a hallmark of their catalog. While often associated with the broader sound of *The Doors* and *L.A. Woman*, the song's atmospheric quality and driving rhythm reflect the band's exploration of darker, more introspective themes that characterized their later work. It remains a defining recording that captures the tension between spiritual yearning and earthly decay, solidifying its place within the canon of classic rock and the broader landscape of 1960s and 1970s music. |
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Doors, The
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