Morrison 가사

He was lost and I don't think he wanted it that way like a gull blown inland on a stormy day Lost in round one spitting out pieces of his teeth lost in a Paris graveyard carrying his own wreath And I have seen that movie and it wasn't like that he was mad and lonely and blind as a bat To the bridge and the falling tree Too deaf to hear his own song You see How does anyone get to there We may never know How they got that far Or what made them go But he had flown from his homeland You could see him there A gull circling In the high desert air (Chorus) And somehow I Have to learn from this `Cause I can hear him cry And feel the hiss Of the wind in his feathers and the sand on his feet As he dies in the desert On that Paris street. (Chorus out)