Goner

I am an island I am alone That’s how I like it I know it shows Armor of silver Unholy ghosts These midnight shivers Under the volcano Little umbrellas and some bitters in my glass Some easy conversation, file away the past And if I’m ever over making myself mad We’ll cut the ribbon Gone but not missing Wading through silence Cuffed by the bone Sure and defiant But never both I know you’ll welcome me but that’s just too close to home I’ll be worse off than before Little umbrellas and some bitters in my glass Some easy conversation, file away the past And if I’m ever over making myself mad We’ll cut the ribbon Gone but not missing Bring me flowers I’m a goner