Leave This Island

(album: Too Much Information - 2014)

Have you ever been compelled?
Under a spell? From a protagonist
who knows you far too well? Have
you ever been undone by a slip
of the tongue? And betrayed a
side of you that felt hard-won? So
we watch the water swell from a
Scottish hotel. “Have you ever fell,
have you ever fell?”

Are you going to tell me why
there's a bag packed by the
bedroom window? It's a pack of
lies: “Everything has to reach a
peak sometime.”
Tell me why there's a map laying
flat on the bedside table? It's a
pack of lies — it's not a peak, it's
a plateau. Let me know when you
want to leave this island. Let me
know when you want to hear my point of view.

In the Observation Lounge,
couples ready to pounce, but
there's a reticence from treading
icy ground. So we watch the
water swell from a Scottish hotel.
“Have you ever fell, have you ever fell?”

I'll stand up for you. I will act as
a semaphore. I will guide you to
a perfect landing. I will act as
a distant shore. I will aim to be
the last man standing for you. I'll
stand up for you when you want
to leave this island; when you
want to hear my point of view.