The Doors - Stoned immaculate

I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now
For wasting the dawn
Back in those days
Everything was simpler and more confused
One summer night, going to the pier
I ran into two young girls
The blonde one was called Freedom
The dark one, Enterprise
We talked and they told me this story
Now listen to this
I'll tell you about Texas radio
And the big beat
Soft driven, slow and mad
Like some new language
Reaching your head
With the cold, sudden fury
Of a divine messenger
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
Wandering, wandering in hopeless night
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned
Immaculate