Island – Ari HestBy Sometimes I think, we’re almost thereI’m catching on, you’re understandingMaybe we’ll be all right, we’ve caught up from behindWe hunker down, insulate fromVoices of doubt, ever expandingTo greet another day on our little islandAnd as we lay upon the sandThe clouds decide to congregateClank their glasses, spill their drinksThe dreaded cycle activatesI look through you, you look through meEyes of contempt stuck in a patternWe are alone out here on our little islandAnd once the storm has left its markThe sun returns to dry the messFallen tears erased from sightYou lay your head against my chest andWe try to learn from each mistakeAnd keep it all in perspectiveIn order to preserve our little islandOur little islandOur little island www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20