Horse Latitudes
by The Doors
From the album: Strange Days
Duration: 01:35
Lyrics for Horse Latitudes
When the still sea сonspires an armor And her sullen and aborted currents Breed tiny monsters True sailing is dead Awkward instant And the first animal is jettisoned Legs furiously pumping Their stiff green gallop And heads bob up Poise Delicate Pause Consent In mute nostril agony Carefully refined And sealed over