Am I imprisoned on this island?
I have tried, have tried to swim away
Out to the buoy
Ebony rose
But the current's too strong
I now drift, daydreaming
To when we were happy here, on this beach
We played with our children
And they were happy too

Tipping goes the cormorant
I think she knows I'm a pathetic intruder
Into the abyss
And I have watched her too
From the stoney beach
That was black in the last year
Before the storm
Elsewhere sometimes
I can see beyond the lighthouse

The uncharted cruise ship
Anchored way off
As though the last party on Earth continues
To vast horizons
Container ships
Full of glass vials

Daily life