SLADE775
03/03/06, 01:11 AM
(this is a very folky song, keep that in mind)
Drift
A steady drift
A pact made in vain
We’ll tear apart our ragged souls - just to find a way
A place with no face
A mystery without a trace
Oh but don’t say "ghost town"
You might offend somebody now
When you stare dead ahead
And get a blank flash of inspiration
Just remember this
No one gets they want - without taking some kind of risk
If you do manage – to find some kind of passage
You’d better hope – it leads in the right direction
Stranded – you’ll be unable to return - to this - emptiness
Consumed
Like a mine-shaft
Direst and fruitless
Filled with the scent of timeless regret
Just a little a farther
I swear we’ll strike gold or silver – I know it’s in here
But there’s nothing - just earth and thinning air
If you do manage – to strike a fortune
You’d better hope – you don't become selfish
Stranded – you’ll be unable to return - to this - drift
Drift
A steady drift
A pact made in vain
We’ll tear apart our ragged souls - just to find a way
A place with no face
A mystery without a trace
Oh but don’t say "ghost town"
You might offend somebody now
When you stare dead ahead
And get a blank flash of inspiration
Just remember this
No one gets they want - without taking some kind of risk
If you do manage – to find some kind of passage
You’d better hope – it leads in the right direction
Stranded – you’ll be unable to return - to this - emptiness
Consumed
Like a mine-shaft
Direst and fruitless
Filled with the scent of timeless regret
Just a little a farther
I swear we’ll strike gold or silver – I know it’s in here
But there’s nothing - just earth and thinning air
If you do manage – to strike a fortune
You’d better hope – you don't become selfish
Stranded – you’ll be unable to return - to this - drift