"Distance tells you that distance must come between love..."
Everything is open,
Nothing is set in stone,
Rivers turn to ocean,
Oceans tide you home...
Home is where your heart is,
But your heart had to roam,
Drifting over bridges
Never to return,
Watching bridges burn...
You’re driftwood, floating underwater,
Breaking into pieces pieces, pieces...
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use,
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you...
Nobody is an island,
Everyone has to go,
Pillars turn to butter,
Butterflying low...
Low is where your heart is,
But your heart has to grow,
Drifting under bridges,
Never with the flow...
And you really didn’t think it would happen,
But it really is the end of the line,
So I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood,
But you’ve been drifting for a long, long time...
Everywhere there’s trouble,
Nowhere’s safe to go,
Pushes turn to shovels,
Shovelling the snow...
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go,
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore...
You’re driftwood, floating underwater,
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces...
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use,
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you...
And you really didn’t think it would happen,
But it really is the end of the line,
So I’m sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you’ve been drifting for a long, long time...
You’ve been drifting for a long long time...
You’ve been drifting for a long, long,
Drifting for a long, long time...
Travis - Driftwood