Liv Three

She says from on high, is that the sea, don’t you wonder why, if it's all true, she’s as bad as me, eyes blink like jewels, a diamond sun burns bright, with hopes of eternity, she says life’s so brief, is it this crew, she enquires breezily, let’s sleep till noon, we’ll sail the sky, nothing else beats scrutiny, this cold April light, we're so sad and cool, who can expect sympathy, when we act like fools, on these long flights, we drink for company, don’t care if we're right, strangely at ease.