The days that he was drifting Were bad for him, they said: And yet, he finds within him now That much he loved is dead -- In being more responsible He squashed down many things, And drifting was his way of finding All that freedom Brings
The days that he was drifting Were bad for him, they said: And yet, he finds within him now That much he loved is dead -- In being more responsible He squashed down many things, And drifting was his way of finding All that freedom Brings
Lovely tribute of a kind of freedom few know anymore.