They say that no man is an island.
Then, what the Hell am I?
As I float by on the ocean water,
Beneath the clouded sky.
A ship in the distance
It moves towards me.
A phantom mirage
Is all that it could be.
Here is for the lonely island.
Here is for anyone like me.
We are the lonely islands.
Pangaea don’t have nothing on me.
We are the one and only
The lonely islands.
Floating in black water.
Shining out in the dark.
They say that everyone is different.
Then, why the Hell do I
Have the same problem as everyone else
Living ‘neath this clouded sky?
The ghost ship moves closer
Waves lap its side.
But the black sails fill
And those on board wave goodbye.
Here is for the lonely island.
Here is for anyone like me.
We are the lonely islands.
Pangaea don’t have nothing on me.
We are the one and only
The lonely islands.
Floating in black water.
Shining out in the dark.
They say that we all live for something.
They say that it all has purpose.
They say that one day we’ll meet the one.
They say that they all find justice.
They say to live for love.
They say that one day the end will surely come.
They say that it’s not for us to understand.
They say that she’ll come to hold your hand.
Here is for the lonely island.
Here is for anyone like me.
We are the lonely islands.
Pangaea don’t have nothing on me.
We are the one and only
The lonely islands.
Floating in black water.
Shining out in the dark.