Tekster: Thieves And Villains. South America. Island Waterfall Blues.

I was looking through my arms
when you said that there?s hardly love anymore
You made me forget
Coupled with the rest
How a week can strain

You'll probably forget
That we can say

I let loose by a waterfall that we can regret
I made love to an understudy all for a bet
We are the rest of the world back home
We?re at our best till you?ve left alone

Islands more than just content
with the role they had shaken in protest
Fuller than the sand
I?m breathing in the coast for a weekend stay