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This world is filled with islands
Little specks of sand
Mountain peaks in a cloudy sky
Each one's a different world
And so my sails unfurled
And I will raise my sails high
When I am feeling stagnant
My lungs are filled with mud
I dream of Beijing and Molokai
When I am feeling down
Get my feet off the ground
And throw my head back to the sky
And fly!
And fly!
This world is filled with rust
I could drown in this dust
I need to see the Bhutan sky
I hear my soul groan
I feel my muscles moan
If I can't wander I will die
I could wander alone
Or take my whole damn home
I could give a monkey's eye
As long as the road's clear
A song is in my ear
And I will kiss this place goodbye
And fly!
This world is filled with islands
Little specks of sand
Mountain peaks in a cloudy sky
Each one's a different world
And so my sails unfurled
And I will raise my sails high
When I am feeling stagnant
My lungs are filled with mud
I dream of Beijing and Molokai
When I am feeling down
Get my feet off the ground
And throw my head back to the sky
And fly!
- Album:
- Wasteland
- Nomad
- The Circus At the End of the World
- Off The Grid
- Æther Shanties
- Lost Horizons
- The Death Of Tragedy
- From Dreams Or Angels
- Cemetary Number 1
- Return To The Fire (EP)
- The End Of Days
- Dark Christmas
- Ranch Hand Robbie and the Wasteland Wranglers - Off The Grid
- The Sepiachord Companion
- Ancient World
- Live at the End of Days
- Through Your Eyes on Christmas Eve
- Stigmata Martyr
- Taxidermy
- Twisted & Broken