Drift Away
Jordan Topf
In a starlit sky
You're high
Above the light
And I drift away
For days
And weeks and months in life
And your by
My bedside
In the creeks
Where your ashes lie
And your by
My bedside
In the creeks
Where your ashes lie
And the birds
On howe
Street caw
For all the good times gone
And you're drunk
In the bath
You'd drawn
To sink and dream alone
And your by
My bedside
In the creeks
Where your ashes lie
And your by
My bedside
In the creeks
Where your ashes lie
And Elaine's
In the yard
Playing cards
But no one ever comes
Someday
You'll run out
Cause the clocks
Are ticking underground