White Lies Blue Drift Lyrics
Here comes that venom, shake and cold
Makes a boy out of big bones
And I am humbled, and I fold over quick
Where dreams grow, rain will fall
I’m in a car I cannot drive, down the hill to your grace
A broken puppet to the sky as it spins
Oh blue drift, save my face
So sick of my wonder
Wanna break my feeling
I’m off my tracks
And the wheels are screaming
No now, all future
No hand is healing
I’m on my back
And the dark is feeding
I’m in a house built for the dead, trying to find a window
Once hidden songs weigh down my head
Their tunes all regrets of old heroes
So sick of my wonder…
I’m on my back
And the dark is feeding
Blue drift is taking me home…
This is my friend who never cared
This is my dog that never came home
And I would trade whatever bled
For just a lift to new ways, and a heart of stone
So sick of my wonder…
Blue drift is taking me home again