And there were future reflections   On the face and the hands   On a green colored island   On a primitive man   It was the future reflected   It felt familiar but new   A street was missing a building   The kids had something to do      There was a feeling the spirit was leaving   Red like a marker   So my tribe, with my knife   Cut the heart from a lonely life      I saw patterns on floorboards   Deep in the dust was a leader   Someone was walking on floorboards   Turned them from oak to cedar   He can assess the situation   I wrapped a string around my finger   Into the forest with the young ones   I don't expect to be a winner      But as long as you feel it   I'm a believer   My heart is phosphor   Sea rolls and death tolls   Break the surface don't break my bones      Off of the trail and off of your hands and   Onto a new plan   Is the cost to stay lost   Forever in an empty skin   Pale and thin      If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell   But pieces come together for some reason just as well   Their guns couldn't see us   There's a sea outside my door   And one day I'll appreciate   The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore      And remember what it felt like   To be alone   Sitting in the sunlight   All alone