Es dificil definir la música de los Doors. Una especie de rock psicodélico de finales de los 60. Una música creada e interpretada bajo los efectos de las drogas para tratar de superar "Las puertas de la percepción", expresión de la que toma el nombre el grupo:
William Blake: "If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is: Infinite.." («Si las puertas de la percepción fueran depuradas, todo aparecería al hombre tal cual es: Infinito»
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah
We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Yeah!
C'mon, yeah
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
She get(s high)
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!
Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
