Private Island

I think I’m dying
Maybe she’s just smiling again
Oh my private island
Playing in the waves from the braids in her hair
She’s on my mind
Oh you know I can’t be bothered by the usual distractions like wondering why
It doesn’t matter when she’s staring at the same full moon
As I am
And I am happy
New York in the summer
LA in the moonlight
Latina beach listening to Tokyo police club
A south Hampton sunrise
Gallivare sunsets
You don’t have to leave just keep singing that party police
See you in my dreams
Like a bottomless reminder of some permanent vacation
And overseas
While I’m fast asleep she’s
Staring at the same full moon
The same full moon
Same full moon
Same full moon
The same full moon as I am
And I am happy