The Cloud Room - Laura Veirs

Plucked from the centuries

Presented in the form

Of a song by you to me

Seagull in the air

Floating on the updraft

See me on the ground

Think i just heard her laugh

Up in the air

Up there, up there, in the air

Twelve floors up

In the camlin hotel

Man at the piano

Plays songs for the clientele

Notes mingle out from his mouth

With the alcohol

Floating up to the stars

And circling through them all

Up in the air…

Topographic lines

Come close together

Imagine the peaks

And the stormy weather

Trees fade to white

And boulders just might

Make an appearance

If the sun shines just right

Up in the air…