Jim Morrison — To Come Of Age lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "To Come Of Age" by Jim Morrison.
Lyrics
A military station in the desert.
Can we resolve the past
Lurking jaws, joints of time?
The base
To come of age in a dry place
Holes and caves.
My friend drove and hour each day from the mountains
The bus gives you a hard-on with books in your lap
Someone shot the bird in the afternoon dance show
They gave out free records to the best couple