Blue Castle

by Alan Kim Cochran

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In a damp, old, arctic blue castle
Somehow, somewhere
Dwells a sad, old lonely minstrel
Who waits for her there

Strawberry hair, between the worlds
Search in despair, oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, la-da-da

Come, come to me my love
I fear, by twilight, unseen
A gate might grant my love
A love that's never been

And I embrace a wounded child
From many worlds, weir
Her gentle tears, like autumn's leaves
And long to hold her near

Strawberry hair, between the worlds
Search in despair, oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, la-da-da