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