No man is an island, but I feel deserted
Washed up on an empty shoreline
It should be a joy to awaken with face
Buried in sand, yet my throat is parched
And too hoarse for Hallelujahs
I'm a shipwrecked hull with sails buried in sand
Yet you surround me with coral and shells
Past the dunes abundant fruit and
Springs strengthen the muscles
Yet I return to the surf to stare at the horizon
Waves crash while my feet sink in pools
Plagued with thoughts of what is lost
I'm a broken pomegranate with skin buried in soil
Yet you drench the seed to form a tree
I went to war in search of a bride
With beatific vision and a sense of pride
But the ocean swallowed me whole
And vomited bones to be left in solitude
Thus love seems a casualty
To unforeseen consequence
I'm a filet with gills buried in olive oil
Yet you sprinkle with salt of the earth
None taught how to cope with post-traumatic stress
Or what life becomes at witnessing the face of death
Civilization has fallen with the dissolution of laws
All that I am amounts to nothing at all
Yet still the inland's rocks cry Hallelujahs
To discover life renewed
I'm a man with face buried in palms
Yet you sing to the broken to journey on
Tritagonist - IV. Shipwrecked Lyrics
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No man is an island, but I feel deserted
Washed up on an empty shoreline
It should be a joy to awaken with face
Buried in sand, yet my throat is parched
And too hoarse for Hallelujahs
I'm a shipwrecked hull with sails buried in sand
Yet you surround me with coral and shells
Past the dunes abundant fruit and
Springs strengthen the muscles
Yet I return to the surf to stare at the horizon
Waves crash while my feet sink in pools
Plagued with thoughts of what is lost
I'm a broken pomegranate with skin buried in soil
Yet you drench the seed to form a tree
I went to war in search of a bride
With beatific vision and a sense of pride
But the ocean swallowed me whole
And vomited bones to be left in solitude
Thus love seems a casualty
To unforeseen consequence
I'm a filet with gills buried in olive oil
Yet you sprinkle with salt of the earth
None taught how to cope with post-traumatic stress
Or what life becomes at witnessing the face of death
Civilization has fallen with the dissolution of laws
All that I am amounts to nothing at all
Yet still the inland's rocks cry Hallelujahs
To discover life renewed
I'm a man with face buried in palms
Yet you sing to the broken to journey on
Washed up on an empty shoreline
It should be a joy to awaken with face
Buried in sand, yet my throat is parched
And too hoarse for Hallelujahs
I'm a shipwrecked hull with sails buried in sand
Yet you surround me with coral and shells
Past the dunes abundant fruit and
Springs strengthen the muscles
Yet I return to the surf to stare at the horizon
Waves crash while my feet sink in pools
Plagued with thoughts of what is lost
I'm a broken pomegranate with skin buried in soil
Yet you drench the seed to form a tree
I went to war in search of a bride
With beatific vision and a sense of pride
But the ocean swallowed me whole
And vomited bones to be left in solitude
Thus love seems a casualty
To unforeseen consequence
I'm a filet with gills buried in olive oil
Yet you sprinkle with salt of the earth
None taught how to cope with post-traumatic stress
Or what life becomes at witnessing the face of death
Civilization has fallen with the dissolution of laws
All that I am amounts to nothing at all
Yet still the inland's rocks cry Hallelujahs
To discover life renewed
I'm a man with face buried in palms
Yet you sing to the broken to journey on
Writer: Benjamin Bowman
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