close the door, I'm keeping all the bad thoughts out I'm never letting darkness grow again, and after all, I'm never leaving you alone just let me come and carry you back home
we made a place for where you'll be, the worlds are open doors through which you see, and I don't care for prophecy, will you come home and say you love me?
toward oblivion everybody falls sometimes it doesn't mean you're dead and gone away
at the end of the rainbow, how could I forget your name?
[Various parts taken from a reading of "Old Angel Midnight" by Jack Kerouac]