Feeling like sleep in the water
A scenery of meadows and creeks
Shadows of pine trees and the face of him
The face of him in the middle

And I drift away
I drift away
I drift far away

Leaning on tomorrows hand now
I drink of the future
Lessons here they are short and sweet 
And the black flowers they always blossom

And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away

And the land here is flooded by the guilt
And the water is poisoned with contempt
And the stones wish for all to be said and done
And the face of him is cracked by the roots

Feeling like sleep in darkness
A scenery with meadows and creeks
Shadows of pine trees and the face of him
The face of him in the middle

And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away

The land here is flooded by the guilt
And the water is poisoned with contempt
The stones wish for all to be said and done
And the face of him is cracked by the roots
Yeah, the face of him is cracked by the roots

And I drift away
Yes I drift away
I drift far away