midnight i heard you say goodbye
the black cats began to holler and cry
and i watched you fading away
but what exactly could i hope to say?
you made up your mind a couple of hours ago
i watched you writing the famous words "Look out below!"
baby, your pen is mightier than a sword
i never once heard you say you were bored
baby, hey, who the hell will take my place?
what Mr. Dick Detective will take over this case?
you know we could have been more European
we might have been more explicit about what we were seeing
and i might have been a better poet
if there were problems i'd immediately know it
baby, your pen is mightier than a sword
i never once heard you say you were bored
baby, hey, who the hell will take over my place?
what Mr. Dick Detective will take over this case?
you know we could have been more incredible
we might have shared experiences which were more than edible
and i might have been a better lover
if i had more courage to remove my cover
midnight i heard you say goodbye
the black cats began to holler and cry
and i watched you fading away
but what exactly could i hope to say?
you made up your mind a couple of hours ago
i watched you writing the famous words "Look out below!"
baby, your pen is mightier than a sword
i never once heard you say you were bored
baby, hey, who the hell will take my place?
what Mr. Dick Detective will take over this case?
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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