The day I left

One day I moved to this island
Sailing on my bird
I saw a house there in the forest
I thought you were there
There was a fire inside
The house I ran to save you
Help you not get burned

The only thing that I saw was doctors
Saving the last people there
They said that you'd never been here
Gone to make war with yourself

When I was trying to find you
Sailing on my bird
I had to fight with some trees that were eating my
Thoughts out of my head

I kicked them in the face with my finger
And hit them in the leg with my eye
They said that you'd never help me
To put me together again

Vocablos

Hay veces que las palabras parecen meras sucesiones de letras sin sentido,
ni tan siquiera música.

Como un molde vacío.