High Planes Drifter - Wand

I’m drifting again

Alone I fell

Through miles of the highway

To a place so pale and formless it could only return as the end

I’m drifting again

I’m drifting again

I’m nothing at all

But a hollow skull

From a movie I remember

Where the water supply was poisoned by a company of profiting men

I’m drifting again

I’m drifting again

I’m drifting again

I’m drifting again