I've laid this island sun a thousand times.
I'm on it, but I'm going strange.
This island's chills and shell cover me
With winded rock
And skies I've yet to see.
I tried!
I even sent in friends.
They did it as a favor 'cause I'm not that way.
I am the autumn in the scarlet.
I am the make-up on your eyes.
I land to sail, island said.
Yeah, we're movin'. Yeah, we're movin'.
This island's sun I've laid a thousand times.
Fortune me, fortune me of all my mistakes.
I think I lent you late.
But I've never seen a starlet or a riot or the violence of you.
