castles in the air
i could not find you there
wistful and resting without care
tired and without my heavy jacket or a shirt
i went to rid myself of hurt
and that good sensation lasted much too long
i almost felt i had done something wrong
but with every easy breath i took i glowed
when i remembered all the good love you showed
no bad thoughts no dueling sword
no sense of exclusion or discord
simply sweet reflection inside a cloud of bliss
it's you after all that i mainly miss
castles in the air
i could not find you there
wistful and resting without care
from my leather chair i leaned on the window sill
i saw you on the distant hill
and you were beautiful with flowers on your bed
i almost felt i knew what should be said
but with every easy breath i took i glowed
when i remembered all the good love you showed
no bad thoughts no dueling sword
no sense of exclusion or discord
simply sweet reflection inside a cloud of bliss
it's you after all that i mainly miss
castles in the air
i could not find you there
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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