ISLAND

Feels like dynamite in my brain
Do what I can to maintain
Misunderstood all through these hills
You know I need some kind of refill
In between the sweet successes
In between the sweet successes

I know you’ve got a place under heavy guard
With an electrolucent fence
That makes sense
So take me away
Ahh take me away
Take me to your island
Take me to your  island

Palms swaying     Waves laughing
Sands shifting   Time passing

You love the wild deer by the pond
They glimmer briefly      They’re gone
Where they go you cannot follow
Will you see those eyes tomorrow
Giving you a sweet success story
Giving you a sweet success story

I know you’ve got a place under heavy guard
With an electrolucent fence
That makes sense
So take me away
Ahh take me away
Take me to your island
Take me to your  island

Oil massages    ‘Neath an evening sun
Fresh papaya for everyone
Fresh papaya for everyone

Feels like dynamite in my brain
Do what I can to maintain
Do what I can to maintain

Do what I can to maintain

Words and Music   Chris Nye