Deserted Eyeland

The ship went down
 To lay on the ground at the bottom of the sea
 I wound up on a deserted island
 When the ancient lights held their dances in the sky
 Well, they nearly got me thinking that I could stay
 But I had to get out right away
 At last my shoes
 Dropped back in the grooves of the city's slippery stairs
 I stepped out on a deserted eyeland
 When the mirrors on the moon
 Shine down onto my lagoon
 They make me think a lot about a rental car
 Filled with half a tank of gas
 Or what it would take to get me past
 All the welcome signs they planted on the edge of town
 Man, I must surely be the luckiest guy around
 Spending all this time above the ground
 And the part that's right before the end
 Goes over and over again
 "We all live on a deserted eyeland"
 And the part that's right before the end
 Goes over and over again
 "We all live on a deserted eyeland"
 On a deserted eyeland