Art Vandelay

Memories in time will slowly fall behind The Eden in your mind The teeth that still grind But I have seen the light Behind your tired eyes Behind your tired eyes Always stay inside, I wanted to fly And make it to your doorstep Inside I don't know what I am But I try, to make it make sense To make it make sense Dying amber light Is always on my mind The hardest thing to find The best time of your life So where am I to go When I don't have a home And everyone I know Tells me so Always stay inside, I wanted to fly And make it to your doorstep Inside I don't know where I am But I try, to make it make sense To make it make sense My time is coming This island's not big enough My time is coming This island's not My time is coming, This island's not big enough (Those letters that you never sent, not Delivered) My time is coming, This island's not (You know that we were heaven sent you said Forever) My time is coming, This island's not big enough (Those letters that you never sent, not Delivered) My time is coming, This island's not (You know that we were heaven sent you said Forever) My time is coming, This island's not big enough (Those letters that you never sent, not Delivered) My time is coming, This island's not (You know that we were heaven sent you said Forever) My time is coming, This island's not big enough My time is coming, This island's not My time is coming, This island's not big enough My time is coming, This island's not My time is coming, This island's not big enough My time is coming