I hear you when you call my name.
P.S. - I hope you love me back. I have a beard.
i also receive another a message on good ol' facebook from a stranger
around the same time:
"I read your philosophy on death, that was an interesting way you thought of it"
Not me. The God, Morrison.
Don't let me die in an automobile
I wanna lie in an open field
Want the snakes to suck my skin
Want the worms to be my friends
Want the birds to eat my eyes
...As here I lie
The clouds fly by
Amazing, Start to Finish
Way ahead of us all.