Island Home from DONOHUE by Too Many Voices

I sit idle through the long awaited storm
A castaway sprung forth to roam
My streets of solitude paved with cobblestones
One peaceful night...oh bless my soul

And I'm lost with no sense of time
These feelings that I own
My sandy shores of cadmium and chrome
On my island home

I drift away into my atmosphere
Hopelessly alone
As I wade my sea of corrugated stone
Of my island home

We slip away into a world on a long way home
I drift away into my atmosphere on our long way home

And I'm lost with no sense of time
These feelings that I own
Perhaps one day I'll rest my weary bones
Far from my island home.

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