I woke up on the shore 
My mouth full of sand and my skin red with sunburns 
I see the shipwreck from where I lay 
I'm surrounded by tattered sails and broken beams 

I see no one alive 
For days I've been stranded on this island 
It's wearing me out, tearing me down 
I'll build a small boat from the trees around me 
And sail away to the sea. 

The days feel longer 
The clouds lay low and the fog is dense 
And I remember the storm 
The wind and rain and the haunting pounding waves 

I see no one alive 
For weeks I've been stranded on this island 
It's wearing me out, tearing me down 
I'll build a small boat from the bones around me 
And sail away to the sea