Drifters

Maybe I don't know anything
Maybe my voice is too sore to sing
Maybe I care too much about the little things

I get scared sometimes
Then I can't sleep at night
And it's all pointing me in a straight line

Leading me down
To the back of the bottle
Wash down my problems as if that'll solve them
If I can't stand to look at my reflection
How am I supposed to learn a damn life lesson?

Feeding my demons straight from the life source
I think I need help
I've been thrown off course
How do I even begin to tell myself
That there will never be anyone else?

So

At least I'm here now
But I'm not there yet
Trapped in between, pointing south
Where longer journeys are met
Not all who wander are lost
But drifters float in the wind

On lonely branches they may be caught
To surrender to the breeze again
Feeling tragically intertwined
With everything

Romanticizing everything
Will be what makes you lose your identity
But it's so difficult to drop the fantasy

It's a long way home
And an unfamiliar road
So I know that's the way I'm supposed to go

Leading me to
A record store in the city
Focusing on anyone other than who's with me
Pennies in a fountain I've tried to forget
Sometimes I think it helps
If I pretend I dreamed it

Dressed so elegantly and surrounded by strangers
Tried to scream for her
And I couldn't even phase her
Swept in the mess of a young lover's dark mind
Tangled in the thorns and then tossed aside

Oh

At least I'm here now
But I'm not there yet
Trapped in between, pointing south
Where longer journeys are met
Not all who wander are lost
But drifters float in the wind

On lonely branches they may be caught
To surrender to the breeze again
Feeling tragically intertwined
With everything
With everything
With everything



Credits
Writer(s): Jessie Montana Forbus
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