My eyes are closed
No they are open but I can’t see
The piercing light so bright
I try to cover my eyes
With the palms of my hands
But it’s no use
Cold water slaps against my cheek
And for the first time I see
The noonday sun that refuses shade
And the midday sea that gives it all away
Is a welcome and a warning

Now we stand in front
Of the most fantastic island in the world
You can take anything you want
But nothing is free
The most precious things
Might be the things you have to give away
In order to get the treasure
We’ve either got to get through
A brooding monster
Or a swirling tornado
Whatever we choose we’ve got to run
What do you think