I was first attracted by your scent
Your heart must be a caramelized onion
By the time I saw your flame
It was all over for you and whatshisname

I think it was Algonquin Park
It was so cold and winter-dark
A promised hibernation high
Took me across the great black plate of ice

Now I'm the Islander

I found a place to call my den
And dreamt of the ferry and the enormous man
Huge as were his children
Following around after him

I'm the Islander

I woke up in the furtive Spring
More capable of anything

I waited for more men to come
They docked their boats and c___ed their guns
The time for truth and reconciliation's gone
But with my belly full I intended to get something done

I'm the Islander

I woke up in the dead of spring
More hungry than anything

Islander
Islander

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