like a dog without a bone...

Into this house we're born,

into this world we're thrown...

Take a long holiday, let your children play...

There is a storm coming up; nobody will tell you as nobody knows, wants to know or wants you to know: 

There is a storm coming up, we will call it an unprecedented one but it will simply be the storm accumulated by the endless and interdependent crunches we caused, cause, watch, and fail to solve even one single one of.

There is a storm coming up which will be our generations' perfect storm and manifest our failures perfectly for the future generations to learn from: hope will die thereafter!

Riders On The Storm lyrics
Songwriters: Krieger, Robbie; Densmore, John; Morrison, Jim; Manzarek, Ray;

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm
Into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

There's a killer on the road, his brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday, let your children play
If ya give this man a ride, sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl ya gotta love your man, girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand, make him understand
The world on you depends, our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm
Into this house we're born, into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm, riders on the storm
Riders on the storm, riders on the storm

Carpe diem!