I am an island,
my skin is the shore being swept up by the ocean floor,
and somewhere on me is a living body,
I am an island,
my ears are the waves and they can't hear a thing with the roar,
the low tides are eerie, but the high tides are just as rowdy,
I am an island,
my fingers are the palm trees swinging so calm with the breeze,
but the wind does nothing, not when I can't feel its pulse.
I am an island!
So obscured by the continents no one's found me in the Atlantic.
Three hundred miles to the shore, but uncountable time since I was
last sure that you would come home to me.
Yet to find a buddy that will play with my coconut with me.
Not so ready for the world to swallow me whole.
You drove by in your yacht with your friends inside.
And I sat hopeless knowing you won't listen to this song.
Not that I can make music for I am just an island.
I had piers and ships but now it's water under the bridge.
Wood that was wasted and I can't expect you to park your ship on this shit,
when there's nowhere to dock.
Carseat Headrest is one of my favorite artists. He makes Lo-Fi music and originally got me into the genre. "It doesn't matter what I say, if you don't say anything in response." Brian Booher
Onat Önal is an emotional musician that makes lo-fi tunes worth listening to. The City is my favorite album of his; makes me think a lot. "There was a boy, who lived in the city" Brian Booher
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