Wildbirds & Peacedrums Island
On this island of no trust
A shimmering mirage of light
He seeks not to be seen by anyone
Nails are making harsh sounds on Winter
Bending the cold light
A bow
A rainbow to run on
To escape their disbelief
He swimmed all the way to Iceland
All the way like a Real man
All you crystal clear blue eyes
All you icemen Wearing swimsuits
Dragging someone downtown
This Island is now moving
Like music for a movie made in Spring
Singing "ding dong ding-a-ding ding ding-a-ling"
