The wilderness within
Stranded near eighty days
Carve another notch
Isolation eats away
Islands of the mind
Growing smaller by the moment
The ever rising tide
I wake, fearing I might drown
Desert isles on an ocean
Always losing ground
The wilderness within
Stranded near eighty days
Carve another notch
Isolation eats away
Islands of the mind
Growing smaller by the moment
The ever rising tide
I wake, fearing I might drown
Desert isles on an ocean
Always losing ground