Island

When I got back along my road All the trees had come out the screen Nobody called for many days I was left in my little world Lived through the smell of painted floors Echoing the sound Off running water through the pipes And posters falling down When I woke up the second day All the noises have disappeared Down the street I chose a path And walked to the end of it Of all the words you sent to me There was one that I couldn't bear One that for me meant everything I think you got mixed up with care Taking care taking care Live on the island Live on the island Live on the island Live on the island