On an Island - Second

Alone, isolation. An island

So far from the nearest sign of life

No ones is coming, No one is coming

Settled in a made to measure place

Why are you dragging me along…

Efforts in the wrong direction

Played repeatedly

Like a Deja vu

Slow motion, in slow motion

You’re not up to date with the latest news

Someone else would have a reaction, you cutted yourself from reality

Your insides are asking for action… it couldn’t be clearer, Can’t you see it?

I can’t stand your full resignation to the alarming fate

Weary questions wondering who’s at fault. There’s no telling

It is impossible to find it out… It’s irrational,…it's a waste of time…

and you haven’t got too much to say…

Same speech, same words and messages repeating, frustrating the possibility of

improvement

Stop it now, stop it now, that’s enough, stop it now

it’s disconcerting. Inventing your own truth on a desert island

I can’t stand your full resignation to the alarming fate

Weary questions wondering who’s at fault. There’s no telling

It is impossible to find it out… It’s irrational,…it's a waste of time…

and you haven’t got too much to say…

and you haven’t got to much to say…

Cards are gone,…closing your eyelids… on a desert island

No one comes, closing your eyelids… nothing to show

Stop it now… closing your eyelids… swallow your pride

Just for once… closing your eyelids… start to fly off…