Seclusion
On an island in the night
Emptiness fills the air
Seemed like such a good paranoia sets in
I don't know
She seemed fine to me
Didn't know
Seemed to follow me
What came next I couldn't tell
Sky's on fire, sky's on fire
Ohhhhh
I don't wanna watch the sun
Ahhhh
What have I become
Owwowahh
Been wasting for so long
Find it difficult to fly
Sometimes it's hard to feel heaven
When you can't touch the sky
Sky's on fire, sky's on fire
Ohhhhh
I don't wanna watch the sun
Ahhhhh
What have I become
Owwowahh
Writer/s: Charlie Atchley
