[Pre-Song: ROSALÍA]
In all the seas, in the world
There has never been a land
Quite like the isle of Eroda
Shaped unmistakably like a frown
Is it home to an all but forgotten fishin' village

That has had perpetual cloud
Cover for as long as anyone can remember
An isle where some still believe
That it’s bad luck to mention a pig in a fisherman’s pub

Where seeing a minster in the morning
Meant you should go home immediately
Some fishermen still wore a single gold earring for luck
Some say it’s to pay
To have your body buried
If you die in a strange port

It was also frowned upon
To be caught whistling in the wind
In fear you might turn a gust into a gale
And if ever you leave Eroda
Avoid doing so on odd numbered day—everyone was always
Frowning anyway, which they referred
To as Resting Fish Face, but then
Well, something peculiar happened
Or, I mean, someone peculiar happened

The Boy was peculiar from the moment he entered the world
No one ever meant to be mean towards him
But in a town grown used to way things were
No one knew what to do with something different
They did their very best to ignore it
Hoping it would go away, and eventually so did "The Boy"

[Scream: Harry Styles]

He had lost his smile and without it the world grew darker
The wind colder, and the ocean more violent
"The Boy" was not alone in his melancholy
He wondered what could bring despair to something so beautiful
He tried to ignore the fish
But loneliness is an ocean full of travelers
Trying to find their place in the world, but without friendship

We are all lost and left with no hope
No home, no harbor
He wondered what cruel
Twist of fate brought them together
And if fate was indeed involved
What did she have in store

[Song: Harry Styles]

[Post-Song: ROSALÍA]
At that moment, with the entire
Town united in putting a fish back into the ocean
The clouds broke, the sun shined
Down on the isle of Eroda
Melting every frown into the unmistakable shape
Of a whale's tale...

Maybe one day you'll see one of Kieran's paintings
In your motel room
Or read an obscure yelp review
About a dinner with the most curious menu
Or pass someone in the street
With an oddly stylish haircut and think...
Where on the earth did they get that?

Maybe you'll invited to a wedding
Between two neighbors whom it took
An ocean to bring together

And who knows, maybe one day
You'll found yourself in the isle of Eroda
For each night the local bartender
Still pours a glass of ale
To appease the celtic water spirit shenandoah

The Boy decided to find out
What other wonders awaited
Him in the world however
He sailed on an odd numbered day
Which caused everyone in town
To lose their hair
But that's another story...