the island from spare parts by my sister grenadine

arriving at your grandparents house
we could see three horses
between the clouds
let´s go and discover the island
let´s not waste our time

you would show me the way
even though it´s not mine


through seventeen syllables we will be connected to the world
there´s some european tourists
they are wearing multi-colored raincoats
better leave your hands on the railing
cause you never know

i could take you to the habour
you could tell me where the ships go


far below the mountain there´s a hallway where we put up our tent
boiling home grown vegetables
and mix them with the traces in the sand
once there were drums in the distance
it´s been a while

do you feel safe living
alcatraz style


arriving at your grandparents house
we could see three horses
between the clouds

• Pop
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