Put the empty days that rattle in their shells
In a place that is deep as any well
When the heart looks for the task
Ask the question, how long will this last
Fill it with tinkering and what-knots for display
Longing for the grassy field where I use to play
Castle clouds would fill the afternoon
Dreaming of tomorrow, waiting for the moon
Gazing at the variation of this moment of mine
Looking for the memory that stirs the grasses of time
Alone I laid in the field of sweet disguise
Wanting not the discovery of another's eyes
Choice has led me to the warmth of this room
Night has fallen and I still wait for the moon
Where is the heartbeat that promises to stay
Enfolded in the present, no entitlement today
But still I surrender to the castle in the sky
Pulled by the chatter of my mind's eye
Believing in the daydream of childhood's bliss
Conjuring up magic for what could be missed
Raven
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