The Island from Bubbles by Brian Cullen & Sarah Mulvey

I shall go, I shall go, I shall go


I know a place where the wind’s in my face
And the salt of the seas in my eyes
My heart resides, the island’s alive

The rough golden sand of the island
Far from these plastic TV-driven lives
They seem so contrived, the island’s alive

So I’ll part from you all for a while
And I’ll hang up my long worn-out smile
And I’ll sail for a place more my style

I shall go, I shall go
From the Island, a wild storm is rising
And the hot sea increases its drive
On the madman’s boat I am riding

I shall go
As I walk on the shore, I am tired no more
And the water invites me to dive
This life I surmised, the island’s alive

As the sun meets the sea, it is calling to me
I swim for horizon tonight
A smile in my eyes, the island’s alive

So I’ll part from you all for a while
And I’ll hang up my long worn-out smile
And I’ll sail for a place more my style
The island’s alive

• Acoustic
• Irish
• harmony
• pop
• singer-songwriter
• Nagoya