Windser
Drift Away
In a starlit sky
You're high above the light
And I drift away
For days
And weeks and months in life
And you're by my bedside
In the creeks where your ashes lie
And you're by my bedside
In the creeks where your ashes lie
And the birds
On Howe Street caw
For all the good times gone
And you're drunk in the bath
You'd drawn
To sink and dream alone
And you're by my bedside
In the creeks where your ashes lie
And you're by my bedside
In the creeks where your ashes lie
And Elaine's in the yard
Playing cards, but no one ever comes
Someday you'll run out
'Cause the clocks are ticking underground
From Letras Mania