Ghost Isle Lyrics

Nit wits won't leave me alone

They insist like a dog with a bone

Made a wish for an isle of my own

I'd be the king just hand me my throne

I'd definitely give a green light

Placing the crops on the right

Watching the stars of the night

Building a commune that's tight

Harness the nature in sum

The water the wind and the sun

Some think it cannot be done

A land where we all do belong

I do dream of a place to be free

Far away from the hypocrisy

Green valleys and a bay by the sea

Take the arc to where anarchy be

Something that's baffling me

We live and we're shackled by the

Rules of the capital C

Laws that tackle the free

Kings to the lords to the ministers

Those holding reins are sinister

Dousing our jaws with vinegar

Making our power grow littler

Feel grand in the land of no man

Take a stand and I'll give you my hand

Bare feet feel the touch of the sand

Grit teeth let's get on with the plan

Must be a way to move on

Waving goodbye Babylon

A place of my own I do long

A space between right and the wrong

Get up and follow me there

Set up a commune that cares

Only the bravest will dare

Building a something to share