On Island

The hush of pre-dawn all around
Then hesitant, the first birds sound
The chorus builds, the sky grows light
Smells of coffee, voices quiet
As the sun begins to kiss the hills
Cycle through the morning chill
The waves whisper on the shore
High above the seabirds soar

We climb through palms and sprawling banyan figs
Searching every leaf and every twig

Climbing ever higher
Shed our cares into the breeze
Test our strength and our endurance
Far above the sparkling seas
Standing high upon a mountain
Gazing on a dizzying drop
We've aching legs and burning lungs
But we made it to the top

We trudge home as the daylight dies
Weary, scratched, but satisfied
Triumphant, after our travails
Mountain dirt beneath our nails
The island draws unto its shores
Those who love a life outdoors
We share our tales into the night
But we rise again at dawn's first light

Escaping from the mundane everyday
Finding living treasures in fantastical display

Climbing ever higher
Shed our cares into the breeze
Test our strength and our endurance
Far above the sparkling seas
Standing high upon a mountain
Gazing on a dizzying drop
We've aching legs and burning lungs
But we made it to the top

And there's beauty's all around us
Wherever we cast our eyes
A tiny snail clings to a rock face
Under vast wide-open skies
The seabirds wheeling round the mountains
Uttering their haunting cries
The sights and sounds will stay with us
Forever in reprise
And we know we never will forget
This island paradise