Quiet Island

There's a blanket of lamplight draped across my skin
I'm alone, but still embarrassed by my scars
Will you close the curtains, please leave and don't come back in?
Though in spirit I'll be where you are

I shudder in this cold room and whimper at the walls
I'm boxed in with my never-ending thoughts
I wish I knew how to trust you to catch me when I fall
But I was punished and never taught

I hold myself upon this quiet island somewhere in the universe
Everything in here is me
The colors, rust and texture
This complicated mixture brewing wildly
I'm still drifting out at sea

Small steps patter outside my door, there's a knock
And though I love you, I'll not answer
I've spent excessive time walking you into these stone blocks
A soft goodbye would make you happier

This dark phase in my mind tries to drown my breath
Where is hope in a wilted flower
Withering like the pieces of my heart in this unrest?
So bleeds the rose against the gray tower


I hold myself upon this quiet island somewhere in the universe
Everything in here is me
The colors, rust and texture
This complicated mixture brewing wildly
I'm still drifting out at sea

Frantic emotions and familiar tears
Hastening to adjust to this loneliness
Never doubt that I think of you, my only dear
I'd sacrifice so you're never trapped here


I hold myself upon this quiet island somewhere in the universe
Everything in here is me
The colors, rust and texture
This complicated mixture brewing wildly
I'm still drifting out at sea

I'm still drifting out at sea