Portugal. The Man – Plastic Island Lyrics

Portugal. The Man Plastic Island Lyrics

My mind’s an ocean
Plastic island in the ocean
And I can see it, distant
The wheels are turnin’, but you’re spinnin’ out

Is it the end, my friend? (Is it the end)
Or is it coming around, around again?
Is it the end, my friend? (Is it the end, my friend?)
I can’t come up for air, it gives me the bends

I’m not unhappy
Pull my string until I come undone
It’s what the world is (The world is a mess)
Sure the world has got its evil ways
My heart is blinded by ya

Is it the end, my friend? (Is it the end)
Or is it coming around, around again?
Is it the end, my friend? (Is it the end, my friend?)
I can’t come up for air, it gives me the bends

(Woo)
(Woo)

Life is a memory
Yesterday’s reverie
Life is a memory
Today is all that we are

(Ooh)
Hey, hey (Ooh)
(Ooh)
Hey, hey (Ooh)