LAURA VEIRS
RialtoCheck out the skylark
Riding and singing alongside
Salt cool breeze coming from the West
Ships and their lawlessness
Running wild and the waves
Wearing their bright blue summer bestHere come the sailors
Marching two by two by two
They pressed their pants
And shined their shoes
Aren't they strapping and deranged?
Too long at sea makes your eyes strange
Makes
