She drifted off of consciousness
And back to bygone days
Spent on an endless seashore
Underneath the summer rays
And through the mess that is her mind
She felt herself be lifted;
To know her purpose was most clear
Back when, merely
She drifted
I don’t get the first line. Is it suppose to ‘out of’??
Off of
I like that.. gives the image of someone being slowly drawn out to sea on a raft.