_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _
Bm _ _ _ _
E _ _ .
_ _
F#m _
D _ _ _
E _ _ .
_ _ This
D thing is open,
E nothing is set in stone.
A Rivers turn
D to ocean,
E oceans tide you home.
A Home is
D where the heart is,
E but your heart had to roam.
A Drifting
D over bridges,
E never to return.
Watching bridges burn.
A Your dreams
E flew floating
Bm underwater.
Breaking
D into pieces, pieces, _ pieces.
A Just
E driftwood, hollow
Bm and of no use.
D Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you.
A Nobody
D is an island,
A E everyone has to go.
A Rivers
D turn to butter,
A _
E butterfly and
A loam.
Low is
D where your heart
A is, but your heart
E has to grow.
A Drifting
D under bridges,
A never with the flow.
Bm And you really didn't think it
E would happen.
Bm But it really is the end
E of the line.
So
A I'm sorry
E that you
Bm turned to driftwood.
That
D you've been drifting for a long,
A long _ _
Bm time _ .
_ _ _
E _ _
Bm Everywhere _ .
_ _
E _ _ _ _
F#m _ _ .
_ _
E _ _ _ _
F#m _ _ .
_ _
Bm _ _ _ _
A _ .
D there's trouble,
E nowhere safe to go.
A Cushions
Bm turn to
E shovels, shoveling the snow.
A Frozen
D you have chosen
A E the path you wish to go.
A Drifting
D now forever
A and
E forevermore.
Till you reach your shore.
A You're
E driftwood floating
Bm underwater.
Breaking
D into pieces, pieces, pieces.
_
A Just
E driftwood, hollow
Bm and of no use.
D Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you.
Bm And you really didn't think
E it would happen.
Bm But it really is the end of the
E.
line.
A So I'm
E sorry that you turned
Bm to driftwood.
D That you've been drifting for a
A long, long time.
You've
Bm been drifting for a long, long
A.
time.
_
Bm You've been drifting for a
D long, long.
Drifting for a long, long
A time _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .