Jimi - Jerusha [Original]

I'd wake up every morning nestled in the hills
It was high and it was lonesome in the windy chills
I'd walk those paths of rocks and thorns
I'd walk till all my memory was gone
And Jimi would follow me still
Jimi would follow me still

One day I climbed the cliff and below I stared
The canyon beckoned me all peaceful and bare
It would have been the last breath that I'd draw
But I turned around and his eyes I saw
That Jimi would follow me there
Jimi would follow me there

Now Jimi watches from the starry skies
And I'm sill climbing mountains, climbing high
I'm walking upon these icy sheets
I recall your head at my feet
And Jimi, I'll follow your flight
Jimi I'll follow your flight