I woke up on the shore
My mouth full of sand and my skin red with sunburns
I see the shipwreck from where I lay
I'm surrounded by tattered sails and broken beams
I see no one alive
For days I've been stranded on this island
It's wearing me out, tearing me down
I'll build a small boat from the trees around me
And sail away to the sea.
The days feel longer
The clouds lay low and the fog is dense
And I remember the storm
The wind and rain and the haunting pounding waves
I see no one alive
For weeks I've been stranded on this island
It's wearing me out, tearing me down
I'll build a small boat from the bones around me
And sail away to the sea