A desolate place

Not a familiar face

I'm here all alone 

Only one square mile

A lone seabird flies 

Across the beating sun

There's a lighthouse here

But only the dead are near

An island lost in time

So here I'll stay

Ponder the day away

Wait for night time's sweet relief 

There was another time and place

In another time and space

As a child, there I roamed

A deep wood, moss

I made homes for the fairy kind

So long ago it seems

Here on this deserted isle

Lies but one grave on this forsaken square mile

I sit, and watch the grasses grow

Long ago a salty breeze, 

Tickled my toes as seabirds flee

Another grave by the sea

I sat, and watched the heather grow,

I sat, and watched the heather grow.