This is one of those songs that kind of fell out onto the page nearly finished. The historic context of the song is the Heian Period of Japanese history. Considered the last period of classical Japanese history, it was a time of growing division between peasants and nobility, and a golden age for art and literature. During the time period there was a group of Heian aristocracy that become obsessed with all things beautiful. They dubbed themselves the "dwellers among the clouds." It seemed fitting to capture a piece of this history through a folksy love song.
lyrics
I took one look at your letter that you wrote
And my heart spoke true it wanted you
The elegant strokes on the page were so beautiful
Right then and there that’s when I knew
If I could dwell among the clouds
I might have a chance with you
You could spend four hours in a blade of grass
A kind of looking glass, the palest green, such a subtle hue
The whole wide world could be crashing in, what a din
But it wouldn’t faze you, you know it’s true
If I could dwell among the clouds
I might have a chance with you
Chasing beauty has its price
Like giving up things to pay for rice
They’ve lost control or so I’m told
I never wanted to govern you
Chose your words so carefully for that note you left me
Nestled in the arm of the tree
By my gate I got home late and found it there
How it spoke to me
If I could dwell among the clouds
I might have a chance with you