Listen to this: I tell you about heartache
I tell you about heartache and the loss of God
I tell you about the hopeless night
The meager food of souls forgot
I tell you about the maiden with the wrought iron soul
I tell you this! No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn.
And in the morning you awoke ...
and the strange sun ...
and opening your door ...

(Jim Morrison & the Doors, Variation von "The WASP / Texas Radio & the Big Beat", Absolutely Live)

Still thinking of you. Rest in Peace, Jim. You too, Ray.