Hour for Magic
The Doors Lyrics


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Resident mockery give us an hour for magic
We of the purple glove
We of the starling flight and velvet hour
We of Arabic pleasure's breed
We of sundome and the night

Give us creed to believe nights of lust
Give us trust in The Night
Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala for me and for you
And for your silky pillowed house a head, wisdom
And a bed
Troubled decree resident mockery has claimed thee

We used to believe in the good old days
We still receive In little ways
The things of Kindness




And unsporting brow
Forget and allow

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of The Doors' song "Hour for Magic" are a poetic and abstract meditation on the power of an hour of magic to transport the listener to a realm of fantasy and pleasure. Jim Morrison, the lead vocalist of The Doors, invokes the imagery of the "purple glove," the "starling flight," and the "velvet hour" to conjure a sense of luxurious and sensual beauty. He continues with the metaphor of Arabic pleasure's breed, invoking the exotic and mysterious allure of the Orient.


Morrison goes on to ask for the "creed to believe nights of lust" and "trust in The Night," suggesting a desire to escape the constraints of everyday life and embrace the darker and more indulgent side of human nature. He then conjures up a vivid image of a "rich mandala," or intricate geometric pattern, composed of a hundred hues of color, to symbolize the intricate and multifaceted nature of the human experience.


The final section of the song describes the "troubled decree" of the "resident mockery," a metaphor for the societal forces that seek to constrain and mock those who seek to break free from convention and embrace their innermost desires. Despite this decree, Morrison urges the listener to "forget and allow" themselves to be transported to a world of magic and pleasure, where the colors are rich, the wisdom is deep, and the bed is soft and welcoming.


Line by Line Meaning

Resident mockery give us an hour for magic
Addressing the resident mocker, give us an hour to experience the magic of life


We of the purple glove
We are the ones who wear the purple glove, representing uniqueness and distinction


We of the starling flight and velvet hour
We are the ones who experience the majestic beauty of birds and the serene moments of the night


We of Arabic pleasure's breed
We are of the lineage that revels in exotic pleasures and delights


We of sundome and the night
We are the ones who appreciate the spectacle of sunsets and the mysteries of the dark


Give us creed to believe nights of lust
Provide us with a belief to experience nights of passion


Give us trust in The Night
Help us trust in the beauty and magic of the night


Give of color hundred hues a rich mandala for me and for you
Provide us with colorful experiences that create a rich tapestry for both you and me


And for your silky pillowed house a head, wisdom
For your comfortable home, provide us with knowledge and wisdom for the head


And a bed
Also provide us with a comfortable place to rest and rejuvenate


Troubled decree resident mockery has claimed thee
The resident mocker has claimed you with a troubling decree


We used to believe in the good old days
We used to hold on to a belief in the simplicity and goodness of the past


We still receive In little ways
We still receive small moments of goodness and kindness


The things of Kindness
These are the things that embody kindness


And unsporting brow
And yet we often take for granted these moments and opportunities


Forget and allow
Forget about our troubles and allow ourselves to appreciate the little things in life




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: JIM MORRISON, JOHN PAUL DENSMORE, RAYMOND D MANZAREK, ROBERT A KRIEGER

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