If I was stranded on an island on my own
With no phone I couldn't avoid feeling alone.
The darkness may close in and fill my head with doubt.
It's scary to think no one would hear me if I began to shout.
How did I get here? I'm surrounded by water with no swimwear.
I could complain about my situation but I already did that and been there.
After-all there's one thing that got me through it all.
I do recall beautiful music when the birds began to call.
These melodies brought me cheer and lot of laughter.
I remembered songs that brought me relief after.
It was these songs that made me smile during this disaster.