What we do with it

I am an island I cannot escape
So I wade out in the waves
And watch as lives sail by
Hoping that my memory saves
The stories I would have told you.
Slowly I begin to waste away
Losing all that I believe in
You should be here, be part of me
In my mind wandering day dream.
We could pretend everything is alright
We would play castaways
Or some other foolish children’s game
So that we wouldn’t feel alone
And we’ll forget that we’re afraid.
We would play it so beautifully
I would drown you then I'd sink myself
Ten times until we washed ashore
Then lay there pushing sand between our toes
Until we made new hearts to explore.
Oh perfect day of our lonesome lives
Only our childish minds to be our guides
But youth is fleeting and the child dies
On a lonely beach with dirty feet
And this stupid smile I keep inside.
I feel a bit absurd most days, but it’s ok
I just can’t connect the stories of my life
I can only lay them side-by-side
And say they’re fragments and memories
That still hold some meaning to me
The pieces I use to explain
The tidal waves that bring me back here again.

You say that we’ll be rescued some day
And we’ll live better lives in a better place
That sounds quite nice, yes, nice
Tell it to me again tomorrow, or the day after that
Because today it doesn’t mean much to me
I’m still here on this island in this sea
This is what’s real, me, and this place
And the future’s not a boat, it’s only hope
To divert your mind from the life you face.
You're so damn scared of being alone
You refuse to live the only life you've known
And so you've left, and we can no longer connect
This island all to me
And you smiling at the bottom of the sea.