With these pictures it is only appropriate that we post the lyrics from Jim Morrison's Graveyard Poem
It was the greatest night of my life
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends right there beside me
We scaled the wall
We tripped through the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us
No music but the wet grass
felt fresh beside the fog
Two made love in a silent spot
one chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk & balled the dead
And I gave empty sermons to my head
Cemetery cool & quiet
Hate to leave your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day
I´d love to stay
I´d love to stay
I´d love to stay
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Jim Morrison's Grave In Paris (Pere Lachaise Cemetery)
Posted by Denis at 7:41 AM
Labels: Begraafplaats, Cimetière du Père-Lachaise, Death, Europe, France, Francuska, Frankreich, Frankrijk, Graf, Grave, Graveyard, Groblje, Jim Morrison, Paris, Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Smrt, The Doors
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