Ever closed your eyes and see what you are missing?
And you imagine all the wild thoughts and reasons
Every string of sound and love anthems of seasons
Every thing that surrounds your reminiscing
...
Under the warm evening breeze of an ending summer
Getting some cheese cake across the street, just at the corner
Where kids play around and trouble an old house plumber
Who always blows a pipe and dust his tools like an hungry drummer
...
Everything Good Will Come.)
Note To My Lover
Ever closed your eyes and see what you are missing?
And you imagine all the wild thoughts and reasons
Every string of sound and love anthems of seasons
Every thing that surrounds your reminiscing
In it, the thoughts of a one time Lover
And the kisses of bliss and all over
The safety of the assurance of love
And the frailty of falling off an exposed cover
Love now in the past, part of a part
A part that once was
Loving now a far away island, now a written art
A note to a lover who once was.