Galleon Song
You were seeing through
The eyes of a child
Ever mislearning to keep it inside
Never misyearning for place to hide
But our house needs an aunt again
Alone, quiet as often
As you'd want me to
I feel just a minute since winter burning
I will hear this often
Laughing with you
Now I miss talking with you
I miss your rage
I am seeing you through
The bars of your cage
Never miswaying any word that I said
Never mispraying a warrant being dead
But I have to meet at dawn again
And I will be as quiet as often
As you'd want me to
I feel just a minute since winter burning
I will hear this often
Laughing with you
Laughing with you...