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The Island

On a dark desert seaway  
Salt winds  
In my hair  
Not knowing where I'm going  
Just travelling there  
Up a head in the distance  
Apearing  in the air  
An island  
Of shimmering light  
I never knew was there
 
 My legs grew heavy  
And my eyes grew tired  
 
 I was thinking to myself  
I had to stop for the night  
 
And there she stood on the water  
When i heard the whispering vail  
I was thinking to myself  
This could be madness  
Or this could be real  
 
Then she lit up a candle  
And she showed me the way  
There were voices  
On the winds of change  
 
I thought I heard them say  
 
Welcome to the Island  
Kafalonia  
Such a lovely place  
Such a lovely face  
We're living it up  
On the island kafalonia  
anytime of year  
You will find us
 Here  
 
Next thing I remember  
I was running for the dock  
I had to find My way back  
To the place I Was before  
 
Chillaxe said the night man  
Relaxe for a while  
You Can pull up anchor anytime you like  
But you can  
 
Never Leave  
 
And the voices
Are still calling me  
From far away  
WAKE me up in the middle of the night  
Just to hear them say  
 
Welcome to the Island
Written by drone
Published | Edited 23rd Nov 2024
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