It is an early morning
I require an island in the ocean,
Far from you far from me,
Past the waves past the breeze,
Past the world that we live in,
Under skies of sparkling stars,
Far from lights and loud autos,
Over the inner selves and the pressure,
Past the world we made a wreck.
A place for me a place for you,
An earth that is green a sky that is blue,
A place for you a place for me,
An open sky and light blue ocean,
With dreams as strong as the ground,
A place like this I think I've found.
A glad idea nobody can take it,
A place like this is the place we make it.
I require a mountain in the sky,
Just underneath where holy messengers fly,
Where snowflakes falling on the ground,
Is the most troublesome sound,
Over the waves over the breeze,
Over the world that we live in,
Over my life over the pressure,
Where I can let everything go,
Under skies of falling snow,
Simply over the world beneath,
Simply over the trees and flying creatures,
A place I can't depict in words.
A vacant place that is so engaging,
How'd I get this moronic inclination?
Terrible thoughts go back and forth,
Be that as it may, none as strong as the snow,
I require no island in the ocean,
Simply the things that make me.
I require no mountain in the sky,
Just to giggle do whatever it takes not to cry,
Disregard these far away dreams,
What's more, show as substances,
Connect and get it in great time,
Grab the minute influence it to mine,
Catch the minute make it last.
Simply be thankful when it's past.
Sensations as genuine as the breeze,
Make an effort not to be dismal when it closes.
A cheerful idea nobody can take it,
A period like this is the point at which we make it.
I require an island in the ocean,
And the greater part of that which makes me.
