Strange young girls   Covered with sadness;   Eyes of innocence   Hiding their madness.   Walking the strip--   Sweet,soft,and placid---   Offering their youth   On the alter of acid.      Thinking these gifts   Were sent by the dove;   All for the trip   Accompanied by love.      Gentle young girls,   Holding and walking;   Wisdom flows childlike   While softly talking.   Colors surround them   Bejeweling their hair;   Visions astound them,   Demanding their share.   Children of Orpheus   Called by the dove--   All for the trip   Accompanied by love.      Thinking these gifts   Were sent by the dove--   All for the trip   Accompanied by love.