Island

Remember we're a radio signal away

A dire sweep past several many bay

A dial notch past right

A trial past good night

And five wrong turns behind to try to pay

the toll, the till, your bill

we were wrong to stray

in the same way we're here to stay

but don't say I'm stranded here on your island

I lost allegiance to the expected

my flag flying sequins

made of the last dress I wore

the last distress hit the shore

S.O.L.

and you came