Rialto -

Check 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 shoesAren’t they strapping and deranged?

Too long at sea makes your eyes strange

Makes them strain for the vision of your youth

Dripping castles in the sandI could still go there

But my mind would be too loud

Sun on water

Bright colors drowning me out

I could still go thereNow theyre standing on the beach

In a wild colored wind

Sun rays stream

Ah, the pretty boys gleamWatching distant buoys toss

Water rolling on the rocks

Smoothing down the broken thingsI could still go there

But my mind would be too loud

Sun on water

Bright colors drowning me outI could still go there

But my mind would be too loud

Sun on water

Bright colors drowning me outI could still go there

But my mind would be too loud

Sun on water

Bright colors drowning me outI could still go there

Sun on water