Castles in the blush sky

I said, "goddamn, what a beautiful night".
It was the streetlights
lighting up the road twenty five.
The first time
the second wind got me like,
but we were building
castles in the blush sky.
Castles in the blush sky.

Saw you standing on my old street on the eight of summery May.
I was late, you were waiting out the gates, fingers crossed you would want to stay.
Knew you fell in the moment you sent me "Whatever it takes".
I talked about you in our shared shelf book club,
pretending to be that Alice and that Jack *.

I said, "Heavens, I was heavenly struck".
It was the streetlights,
driving highways down in your truck.
The first time
the second wind got me like,
that we were building 
castles in the blush sky.
Castles in the blush sky.

You said "what a tosh, trust me you're the smartest girl I have ever met".
We both had some old mistakes, but I can make you feel better I bet.
You were holding guitar, singing  "please, bring me my wine".
Blushing cheeks like blush sky, first time.
I've been feeling oh, my, nineteen sixty nine.

Ooh, looking so dainty.
Ooh, feeling Gatsby.
Ooh, one day we'll get married.
We'd buy ourself a ranch.
They'll call us "love's young dream".

I said, "goddamn, what a beautiful night!"
It was the streetlights.
Take me on the seventy nine.
The first time
the second wind got me like,
and we were building
castles in the blush sky.
Castles in the blush sky.








*Jack & Alice: a novel by Jane Austen