Songtext von Driftwood

Left wading neck-high in dirt by The flood of wastewaters Completely soaked to the bone Floating restless in in time pining Out-through the unending Struggles Straight towards the unknown With nothing to hold onto. Always against the stream Beating through the debris But as long as the scenery keeps Rushing it's alright Always against the stream Riding on the belief That as long as the scenery Keeps chancing it's alright. Left sailing the sea of dirt on a Raft that is leaking Moved by the stench of the wind Waiting the high-tide to come to Finally sink in In the scum-tsunami with Nothing to hold onto.