the flashes from the fire   on the grasses, on their faces   let me know just how i've changed   as the sky is rearranging      i closed my ears for a second   right as the joke, it had stopped   at that very moment   all the hissing, it had paused      we had to keep it going   with whatever we had around us   cuz the light and warmth was dying   on our isolated island      he said to keep it straight   through the swallowing swirls   but the strength of it's will   takes us back to the shells      the shells      shell island!      but the rocks provide a brightness   that aligns the path that guides us   it all seems to have settled   and the three of us are now home.