Islands

Album: The Blessed Unrest (2013)
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  • (Ha ha haa)
    (Ha ha haa)
    (Ha ha haa)

    Waiting for the bus stop
    Waiting for the concrete black top to settle down
    Long enough for me to get off
    And get a little ground
    (Ha ha haa)
    I'm ready for the sea change
    Helpless felt this coming from a mile away
    And now you're looking at me babe,
    And how we'll separate if we can
    'Cause I still count on one hand
    The number of good men I know

    It's like I'm standing on the edge with just a telephone wire
    Trying to get to you first to say the world's on fire
    Holding my breath until I know you're alright
    Because the water will only rise
    When will you realize (ha ha haa)
    You must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) you must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) you must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) and see for yourself
    That's what I am

    (Ha ha haa)

    You always dirty up the windows
    If you keep 'em at bay that way no one's gonna surprise you
    By getting too close
    Anybody but me though
    You've made exceptions to you rules
    And now we're staring down truth
    Neither one of us wants to know

    It's like I'm standing on the edge with just a telephone wire
    Trying to get to you first to say the world's on fire
    Holding my breath until I know you're alright
    Because the water will only rise
    When will you realize (ha ha haa)
    You must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) you must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) you must become an island
    (Ha ha haa) and see for yourself the horizon is all we have
    See for yourself the horizon is all we have

    (Ha ha haa)
    (Ha ha haa)

    Holding my breath until I know you're alright
    Because the water will only rise Writer/s: Matthew Hales, Sara Bareilles
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Rickduluoz from Berkeley, CaFrom the commentary on Spotify: "I wrote it about the concept of needing to separate from someone, and the idea that even though you're so intertwined and linked, ultimately what has to happen is that you have to be able to be your own island to exist, as the floods come, as the water comes. It's imperative that you end up being okay being alone. It's pretty depressing, I'm not gonna lie."

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