Friday late-afternoon driftwood

Caught me at just the right moment, I guess. Driftwood by Travis.

everything is open
nothing is set in stone
rivers turn to ocean
oceans tide you home
home is where the heart is
but your heart had to roam
drifting over bridges
never to return
watching bridges burn

(chorus)
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 go
drifting under bridges
never with the flow

(middle eight)
and you really didn’t think it would happen
but it 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
shoveling 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 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 time
drifting for a long, long time

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