Drifting Away
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in the middle of the night i hear the banshees call
by the new moon's light i can't see us at all
drifting away frozen in confusion

in the middle of the day i see the hat on the bed
i don't know what to say losing us with my head
drifting away

i feel the name on the banshee's lips

in the middle of the night i watch the ravens fly
i forget how to talk when i remember how to cry
drifting away




(c) Chris 444 Lockhart