Lyrics:

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 whashisname. 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 Im 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 Im the Islander woke up in the furtive Spring more capable of anything I waited for more men to come hey docked their boats and cocked their guns The time for truth and reconciliations gone But with my belly full I intended to get something done Im the Islander woke up in the dead of spring more hungry than anything Islander