Driftwood (1979)

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Driftwood (1979)

Moving on out in a new line,

Setting our course by the sun,

Leaving the shoreline behind us,

We’re drifting apart while we run.

Wheels are in motion above us,

Metal and power in disguise,

Scared of the danger around us,

We’re drowning in our paradise.

Wreckage and gold on the sea bed,

Souls we could never reclaim,

Grey are the skies that surround us,

Forcing us farther away.

Moving on out in a new line,

Setting our course by the sun,

Leaving it all way behind us,

We’re drifting apart as we run.