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Oct 2013
Ive burned all my bridges
                       Im stuck on an island
all by myself
the sun goes up
                        the sun goes down
sometimes birds pass
        maybe stop n sing
I pretend they are singing to me
cause Im stuck here with just me
no one to act cool for except a couple trees
they don't care
so I'll just be me
cause only god can judge me
           now its just me
i forgot what was normal
i havent had tv
Im stuck on island by myself
Ive burned all my bridges by myself
I can act like an elf
cause Im all by myself
Im not god I cant judge myself
theres no opinions to worry about except myself
Im stuck on island with a ukelele
singing love songs
all to myself
maybe a boat will pass
and I can sing love songs
to people in mass
to the lovers tonight
and the love thats past
and I can play that one song
my dad showed me as a kid
and the birds will sing with me
because
*I can check out anytime I'd like
but I may never leave
Written by
William Charles Maxwell  America
(America)   
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