Island In A Stream - The Mission

The silver moon and a singing breeze

I’m walking out under the stars

Light a cigarette, and watch the smoke

As it chases my dreams away

I turn and gaze out to the sea

And watch as the waves come tumbling in

Off in the distance an angel cries

As the ship of the line comes into bay

I’m just an island in a stream

I’m all at sea, come rescue me

I’m just an island in a stream

I’m all at sea, come rescue me

Building castles, and flying flags

And my lips begin to sting

I feel the sand, beneath my feet

And my hallowing heart begins to sing

The flashing light warns of danger here

But the ship come on, sailing in

I run for the shores, and away to hide

I need a time and a place to think

I look around to find a friend for life

Seeking refuge in your arms

Splinters of ice, thin, sharp, and cold

Pierce my freezing skin

I was scared of your embrace

You show me a grave new world

And against the tide and dashed on the rocks

The ship of the line comes on in