The music floats on aural highways
Conjuring a mood and kindling memories
A certain sadness creeping in
Knowing only I experience this feeling
In exactly this way in this moment
Since slowly passed away
Your words linger and may charm or sting
Depending on the mood you bring
The body language can also be read
You are a book that emanates from a hole in your head
But I cannot truly understand you
No matter what words you say
I am an island, a castaway
I am God’s joke – I hear him chuckle
Knowing that I can never share
Never know how you truly feel
Never know if you really care
You are an island, faraway
A distant shore seen through the haze
Untouched save by the waves
That surround us all
Lapping at our lonely shores
