I’m on a deserted island
Not really that far from the shore
There’s deep water all around me
But my feet are on rock once more

I’ll have to work hard to survive here
Gather rain and find fish I can eat
Make a sand bed and low driftwood table
With this bit of soft moss as my seat

Perhaps I can chat with that sandcrab
Or trade songs with the wind as it plays
The stars can hear all of my stories
You know they aren’t going away

I could probably swim to the mainland
But I just can’t imagine what for
I’ve got all that I need on my island
Not really that far from the shore