Island

Washed up ashore
Heaven told him to wait so far
Rising dry lips
Sunlight hitting his eyes so bright

Breathing heaving
Seeming like there's no route to home
Darkness blinding
Moon and the stars engulfs his soul

He swims in the sea
Deep seas surrounds him
Fly high, so high

He chosen the wild
He roots for the sky
Fly high, so high

Few weeks gone by
Laying down and into the car
Only he knows
How the island have made him smile

Relief is his heart
His brief moment died
Fly high, so high

He chosen the wild
Remains in the wild
Fly high, so high



Credits
Writer(s): Claudio Paul Sanchez
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