Islands

Wake up
A spinning wheel seems to navigate
Broke free
And stole a ship that took me out to sea

But I started sinking like a stone
And my oceans turn to cold
In the whirling pool that grows
I feel my colors start to blend with the shore

My yellows turn to gold
Yellows turn to gold

Save me
All these tidal waves wont let me be
So I breathe deep
And dive to find myself some distant peace

Because when I'm sinking like a stone
And my oceans turn to cold
Into this whirling pool I go
To feel my colors start to blend with the shore

Where yellows turn to gold
Yellows turn to gold

Yellows turn to gold
Yellows turn to gold

So take me back to when we used to run with the sun
Way back when we were wild
Take me back we'll find our island lost in the sea
Way back when days were wild