A star hidden in your night sky
Wave my patience without a sound
Here's my island, you are the ship
Time and tear, we're nowhere bound
Hello to rope, and anchor me ground-
Reel my soul back in, like the fishing line
Words can't be found, you forgot to write them down,
But like the summer fire,
Ashes and oil burn without a sound
Hold on to rope and anchor me 'fore I drown,
Picture my smile, and take hand
Here's to my shoes, walk my feet on the sand,
This be my island, your ship left aground
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