The Decemberists - Sonnet

Guido, I wis^Eh that you and Lapo and I Could be taken by magic^B and placed in a boat Where every rising sw^Eell Would sweep us at our will acr^Boss the sky

Then tempest ne^Ever, or weather dire Could ever make our blis^Bsful living cease No, but abiding in a stea^Edy, blessed peace Togeth^Ber in harmony

^C#mAnd Lady Vanna and Lagia t^Ahen She who looms the thirty be^Est Would join us at the enchanter’s beh^Best

And there we’d ta^Elk of love without an end To make those ladi^Bes happy in the sky With L^Eapo enchanted too, and yo^Bu and I