Castaway

Written by Jerry Cantrell Day break, wind is blowing strong No escape, caught on a reef in the storn Castaway, licking his cracked lips sore Patient, waits, hoping the rats reach the shore...yeah...yeah Yesterday, seems a lifetime now Remembering those he left and how Out in space laughing at all below Island stage, plays to his thoughts and ego...yeah...yeah Dusk fall, fading sun no fire light Memories amplify his plight Gathering, searching for shelter above Feel the sting, choking on hoarded love...yeah...yeah Thin, cold, tired...castaway