Islands

Five days Underwater Near your island Off the coast I know Five ways You were my lover Incantation Off the tide In rhyme Oh, what if the whole world finds you waiting Oh, as it can so long now have Oh, I thought you knew that I'd be coming The way you move, a foreign groove, at night I could never I could never hold you Watch it rise and where you hide your pearl Feel the tide low where you cast those stones you wear When no one's home, do they feel cold on your bones All the years I miss your warmth Have you missed my warmth? On your island --- Islands - Young the Giant