The Island Of Our Dreams - The Legendary Pink Dots

Do not speak of boundaries, love

The further you’re away, the more the intense the need becomes

The doubts are on parade

So pitifully human, hiding hunched up in the cold

Simply making up the numbers because I could not break the mold

There’s no escape, so tell me just how is life since you crawled to the island?

The island of our dreams within

Into the arms of someone rude, a nail unzips your spine

It’s biting on your tiny wrists and spinning you a line

Don’t stand that psychic surgery

The legions of the damned are significantly worse than me kicking all that sand

in my sad face on the island

The island of our dreams within

A demon seed’s usurping mine, now what else can I choose?

From this wheelchair I will now resign, I shall not be excused

Of being such a cretin, with a skill for self abuse

How is life out there on the island?

The island of our dreams within