i watched you from my window and as i made my way out there i heard a song of sirens thick in the air oh my god oh my god a man is not an island he is a slowly sinking ship haunted by his self under the neon lights haunted by his self when everything is at sea haunted by his self when everything is at sea under the neon lights haunted by his self love for sale as housing no more a home than an old sleeping bags a bed when you have nobody on who to depend oh my god oh my god a man is not an island he is a slowly sinking ship haunted by his self under the neon lights haunted by his self when everything is at sea haunted by his self when everything is at sea under the neon lights haunted by his self break your silence no more lies a new day rises turn around again oh my god oh my god a man is not an island he is a slowly sinking ship