Girl in Port...

 

Let fall your soft and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes
Let fall your shirt

Then later on she walked around
The winding streets
She don't know who she wants to be
And if I knew, I'd tell-

And she tells me she's had fun
Up in her place the records spin
Needle in the grooves that she's worn thin

She lives asleep and she sees her name
And she's got a smile on her face
She's got a story you can't see

I cut fresh new pieces from myself
And for a second something in me
Said leave today it's time

But I'm not sailing just for sport
I've come to feel out on the sea
These urgent lies pressed against me
I'm just a guest, I'm not apart
My tender head
My easy heart

These several years out on the sea
Have made me empty cold and clear
Pour yourself into me

(Carolyn Victoria)

 Listen to the silent ring of the bell--

--whispers of wind

Inside looking out