Dog Island

And sometimes when I go on walks
I’m afraid of all those dogs
So on Sundays I rarely leave the house

Business mes and drunk girls are all scattered on the street
The island of the dogs is where I never wanna be

And if you fall into the river be sure you won’t be saved
But in the morning when I shiver we’re remembering your name

And when I’m on the ground
I like the rain I like the clouds

I am finally fine
Don’t use my journal anymore
The year is going by
Like in the years I still got bored
And the only time I cry
Is when I think back to when I was still a child
Really a child