Letras de Rock Island

Savage night on a misty island
Lights wink out in the canyon walls
Two old boys in a stolen racer
Black rubber gun trails in the unwashed halls

And all roads out of here
Seem to lead right back to your rock island
Rock island

I′ve gone from here to Paris, London
Even riding on a jumbo to Bombay
Long haul back holds famed attractions
But the people in know they're okay

See the girl following the red balloon
Walking all alone on her rock island

Rock island

Doesn′t everyone have their own rock island
Their own little bench of sand
Where the slow waves crawl and your angels fall
And you find you can hardly stand

Just as you're drowning, well the tide goes down
You're back on your rock island

Rock island

Hey that girlie with the torn dress shaking
Who was it touched you, who was it ruined your day
Whose footprint calling cards
What they want stepping on your beach feeling way
Be a life raft out of here
But you′d only drift right back to your rock island
Rock island

Hey boy with the personal stereo
Nothing ′tween the ears but that hard rock sound
Playing to your empty room, empty guitar tune
No use waiting for those beers to come around

'Cause all roads out of here
Seem to lead right back to your rock island

Rock island

Doesn′t everyone have their own rock island
Their own little bench of sand
Where the slow waves crawl and your angels fall
And you find you can hardly stand

Just as you're drowning, well the tide goes down
You′re back on your rock island

Rock island