The Doors - The Palace Of Exile

The Palace Of Exile

For seven years I dwelt
In the loose palace of exile,
Playing strange games
With the girls of the island.
Now I have come again
To the land of the fair, amp; the strong, amp; the wise.
Brothe rs amp; sisters of the pale forest
O children of Night
Who among you wi will run with the hunt?
Now Night arrives with her purple legion.
Retire now to your tents amp; to your dreams.
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth.
I want to be ready