Driftwood – Cadaverous Condition – letras

The sound of the train in Bonners Ferry gets me out of hereBlack eyed girl from Vik, Iceland who gets you out of thereA walk on the cliff, in the air a « what if » gets us out of hereAnother town and another face, another mark on the driftwoodDriftwoodA town by the sea and a life to grab, I get you out of hereNo one saw the little signs I gave, the hints and all the liesThese are special dreams and a poem in your box of beautiful thingsWhen you can’t sleep do you think of me and death on a driftwood beachThe sound of the train in Bonners Ferry gets me out of here (out of here)Black eyed girl from Vik, Iceland who gets you out of there (out of there)A walk on the cliff, on your face a « what if » gets us out of here (out of here)Another town and another name, another mark on the driftwoodThere comes a timeChoose wise your words of magicOr else they disappearThey’ll get you out of here