The Islander

An old man by a seashore at the end of day

Gazes the horizon with sea winds in his face

Tempest-tossed Island seasons all the same

Anchorage unpainted and a ship without a name

Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard

He lightens the beacon light at the end of world

Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts

Ones on their travels homeward from afar

This is for long-forgotten light at the end of the world

Horizon crying the tears he left behind long ago

The albatross is flying making him daydream

The time before he became one of the world's unseen

Princess in the tower children in the fields

Life gave him it all an Island of the universe

Now his love's a memory a ghost in the fog

He sets the sails one last time saying farewell to the world

Anchor to the water seabed far below

Grass still in his feet and a smile beneath his brow

This is for long-forgotten light at the end of the world

Horizon crying the tears he left behind long ago

So behind girl

So behind girl

This is for long-forgotten light at the end of the world

Horizon crying the tears he left behind long ago

So long ago