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life

she dances in a ring of fire yet throws back each challenge with a shrug
what hurts you the most is it death life hurts just as much
Jim took us to places where no man has gone before
breaking on through to the other side of twilight
Awake choose the day my beauty child 
is everybody in...Is everybody in ?
the cermeony is about to begin wake up
with Pamela at his side she lived on love street lingered long on love street
Warhol met Jim had offered him to use the phone with God on the other line
he made trips to the desert there to escape through acid lunches
soon he would discover ancient Indian carrying him through a barricade of tunnels in a cave

Jim taught us to be real in the moment
took a stroll to the end my faithful friend and beyond in song
took exist as Jim one would have a deviant aura intact to their very nature
eyes that could read your very soul in the brilliance rock & roll 

with a love stroke toward lust he would embark on a journey of mystery
darkened rituals would ensue in Jim's life of searching for meaning
the battle with the bottle would engulf his inhabitants
leaving behind the slightest hint of musical intellectualism
in his brilliant poetic form he would rise through the riders on the storm
take in his most handsome eyes, body & face
with soft lips to capture the epitapth of the given moment
there will never be another like Mr. Mojo Rising
Whiskey A Go Go painting beautiful pictures of what was to come
Father was an Admiral in the Navy with high honors
Jim we love you my friend onto the end