Coming to terms with life, the universe, and everything
Coming to terms with Life, The Universe, and Everything
I'm just a stick of driftwood floating out at sea
Just a piece of driftwood, lost out in the sea
Need no plans, no ambitions
No one's gonna rescue me
I roll with the waves
Drift from shore to shore
Riding with the current
Don't have a home no more
Float out with the high tide
Low tide drops me off once more
I'm not lonely, I'm not crying
Happy drifting on the sea
No need to push or keep trying
The wind will carry me
I became a piece of driftwood
The day the Blues met me
I came into the world without a lover or a friend
All the people that you love won't last beyond the end
You come in all alone
That's how you go back out again
I'll return back to stardust, back to where I came
Return back to stardustwhere we're all the same
Back out to the cosmos
Where there's no credit and no blame
And no blame