Lyrics

The ship went down to lay on the ground At the bottom of the sea I wound up on a deserted island When the ancient lights held their dances in the sky Well they nearly got me thinkin' that I could stay But I had to get out right away And at last my shoes fell back in the grooves Of the city's slippery stairs I stepped out on a deserted island When the mirrors on the moon shine down onto my lagoon They make me think a lot about a rental car Filled with half a tank of gas Or what it would take to get me past All the welcome signs they planted on the edge of town Man, I must surely be the luckiest guy around Spending all this time above the ground And the part that's right before the end Goes over and over again: "We all live on a deserted island." And the part that's right before the end Goes over and over again: "We all live on a deserted island."