This is my school
Mind the drip
Every wall, every room
Every mark, drawn on the corridor
I know it all, every bit, like the back of my hand
The giant Jenga, the map of the world
The tiny kitchen, the plastic pasta
Eilidh's creamy Mac and cheese
Is the greatest in the land
Stranger than the songs and stories ever told me
Strangers on the shore and ground that tries to hold me down
What's this house for?
It's my school
You said, tell more
It's just a school, it's where we learn
And here-
Didn't you? Oh, your homeschooled
Learning, yes at home and outside
So, you mean, a forest school?
Forest, marka, mountains, sea
The whole world is for learning
You've been around the world?
Every year (every year)
Stranger than the songs, and stories ever told me
Strangers on the shore, and ground that tries to hold me
Stranger than the songs and stories I have known
A stranger on the shore, with stories of her own
Oh-oh-oh
Tell me more
'Cause I want to know
You're like no one I've known before
Oh-oh-oh
Same but different
Oh-oh-oh
Where's your boat?
What's this?
Are you shipwrecked?
A strange land animal
It's a car
How do you travel?
Walk
Just walk?
Our island shore is never far
It's smaller than Kinney
But many more faces
I wish we had more faces here
You have quite empty spaces
You can hide and disappear
What do you do there?
Fish and farm
We farm
In the sea
In the hills
Whoa
My family are shepherds
Tell me more
Oh-oh-oh
Tell me more
'Cause I want to know
You're like no one I've known before
Oh-oh-oh
Same but different
Oh-oh-oh
Show me here, where you've been
What you've seen, where you come from
Show me here, on the map
You must have seen a map before
This is us, just a speck
The green is land, the rest is ocean
Show me here where you've been
Oh, Cetacea, oh
Oh, Cetacea, oh
Oh, Cetacea, oh
Oh, Cetacea, oh
Are you okay?
Here
Here is where we began
What?
On Kinney?
The fisher-folk turned toward the sea
The farm-folk took to the hills and trees
That old wifey's tale
It's how Cetacea was born
Oh, ayy, good one
Thundering crack
Earth-moving roar
Slicing the island from mountain to shore
Shouting and screams
Naught they could do (it was decided)
Rivers and families broken in two
Your song is wrong
We split the island ourselves
Hmm, right
So your island has a different story
Or history, yes
No faerie story
Why you're doing this?
Doing what?
This joke, this game it's not funny
I speak only simple truth
Then where is this "Settysun" on the map?
Cetacea must follow the migration of the whales
They travel with the currents, and we follow on their tails
We hunt the sea together
They guide and we help catch
They're our compass, we're they're keepers
Islands don't break
You mock me
Islands don't move
Ours does
You're lying
I'm not
Well then prove it
Thundering crack (a story)
Earth moving roar (a stupid story)
Island of one is one island no more