Abortion Stories Jim Morrison
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There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles
(She came)
There’s blood on the streets, it’s up to my knee
(She came)
Blood on the streets, in the town of Chicago
(She came)
Blood on the rise, it’s following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
(She came)
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
(She came)
Blood in the streets it’s up to my thigh
(She came)
Yeah, the river runs red down the legs of the city
(She came)
The women are crying rivers of weepin’
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind
(She came)
There’s blood on the streets, it’s up to my knee
(She came)
Blood on the streets, in the town of Chicago
(She came)
Blood on the rise, it’s following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
(She came)
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
(She came)
Blood in the streets it’s up to my thigh
(She came)
Yeah, the river runs red down the legs of the city
(She came)
The women are crying rivers of weepin’
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind
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