The Earth is an Island 2:58

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Lucky Mud
Michael McKinney BMI @ Southern Zen Music


The earth is an island in a big black sea A home for all sailors and spices and me Shipwrecked and lonely, we watch helplessly As the stars ride the curve of infinity Filling my pockets with pieces of string I bought a mansion just to sit in the swing And rock to and fro, wordlessly singing On the arm of an oak In the bosom of Spring Maybe Delilah thought it was worth it She said, 'I just didn't like that long hair' And maybe Icarus thought it was worth it Just seeing the world from up there He said, 'Life ain't a round-trip ticket At best it's a license to fly I could've instead Made a nice feather bed And in it, just curl up And die If Delilah had only adjusted She might've saved a temple or two And if Icarus had used tacks Instead of that wax He might've lived to tell folks that he flew But life ain't a round-trip ticket At best it's a ticket to ride You see lots of things When you spread your wings And you live with your eyes open wide Life ain't a round-trip ticket At best it's a hell of a ride You may not get as far As touching the stars But they sure look pretty at night

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