Recommended companion reading – “The Birth of Tragedy” by Friedrich Nietzsche
When the music’s over
Turn out the lights
For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the endCancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends insideThe face in the mirror won’t stop
The girl in the window won’t drop
A feast of friends
“Alive!” she cried
Waitin’ for me
Outside!Before I sink
Into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterflyCome back, baby
Back into my arm
We’re gettin’ tired of hangin’ around
Waitin’ around with our heads to the groundI hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft, yeah, very clear
Come today, come todayWhat have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her downI hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it…
We want the world and we want it…
Now
Now?
Now!Persian night, babe
See the light, babe
Save us!
Jesus!
Save us!So when the music’s over
When the music’s over
Turn out the lightsWell the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end!
When the Music’s Over – The Doors
God is my only my only friend.. Until the end..