And there were future reflections

On the face and the hands

On a green colored island

On a primitive man

It was the future reflected

It felt familiar but new

A street was missing a building

The kids had something to do There was a feeling the spirit was leaving

Red like a marker

So my tribe, with my knife

Cut the heart from a lonely life I saw patterns on floorboards

Deep in the dust was a leader

Someone was walking on floorboards

Turned them from oak to cedar

He can assess the situation

I wrapped a string around my finger

Into the forest with the young ones

I don't expect to be a winner But as long as you feel it

I'm a believer

My heart is phosphor

Sea rolls and death tolls

Break the surface don't break my bones Off of the trail and off of your hands and

Onto a new plan

Is the cost to stay lost

Forever in an empty skin

Pale and thin If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell

But pieces come together for some reason just as well

Their guns couldn't see us

There's a sea outside my door

And one day I'll appreciate

The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore And remember what it felt like

To be alone

Sitting in the sunlight

All alone