Hey Little Island

Hey little island, the waters rising
You could be drowning you could be stood skimming stones
Your hands are warm but your feet have got frozen toes
And your body don't know which way to go
And your blood don't know which way to flow

Hey little island, don't you come undone
Sweep the dust before it settles on your skin
Make a change to these dated rural hymns
Seal the flashings and keep it all in trim
Fix the drive and bring hope to this machine
Cos the way it looks right now, its not fit to be seen

I've got everything I need right here in my home
I can talk to the world but I've never felt so alone
We can all judge a man by the things that he shares
But in the end we're all just trying to make sense of our own little
Islands

Hey little island, you formed the pleats
Which concertinaed like a fan
Which spread the fire all across the land
We split and we hid and we ran
Little island



Credits
Writer(s): August Gilde
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