m i S s i N G

 

and other times, it feels like something is missing

 

 

i let go of your hand like a wheel on a track
the sky was unfolding

i’d have fought the world for you

call my name and i’ll be there
i’ll see you through

you’re the color of the sky
you’re the whispering & sighing of my tires in the rain
you’re the hidden cost & the thing that’s lost

i’ll never stop looking for you
in the sunlight and the shadows
and the faces on the avenue

fragments of “Sky Blue & Black”, Jackson Browne, (Singer/Songwriter/Musician)