A Better Place
Give me an island to myself
So I can be on my surf board
All day long
I will follow the kites
Taking me into the skies
There is no water
Around the island
Only an ocean of milk
There are no mountains
Only ruins from the last war
There is no food on the island
Only cockroaches and mice
There is no reason to leave the island
As happiness is a few continents away
Who wants to connect to the past
When you live in the present
On an island
You can have to yourself
But is owned by the nuclear industry
And used for many experiments
It was called Fukushima
And has seen better times
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