
You are an island, I made up in my head.
Unreachable for the mortals,
no place for the earthly dread.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
Where the sunsets beckons,
and the paints the waves red.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
Covered in violet flowers,
a factory where love was first made.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
Lush green mountains of divinity,
where all the paths led.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
Seasons break with your song,
on your body poetry are read.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
You are an island, I made up in my head.
It is where I belong,
and one day I wish to be dead.
You are an island, I thankfully made up in my head.
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