I stand an island now, wrecked by your tsunami, it makes the conversation hard, with your quips ready like an army.
You know I used to braver, I used to have two good legs, I had my honour and my armour, and I’m not going to break and beg.
I don’t won’t to stir your anger, bare skin ready for your arrows, so I lay shipwrecked on my own sorrows. Island of myself, but in it I find a grain of wealth.
Time will erode these feelings, and in the end it will put in the past all our shit dealings.
I’m alone but I fear no more, I’m broken but I fear no more, I’m alive and breathing, so I fear no more.
I stand an island and lifes waters caress my shores, and I fear no more.
D Jun 2017