Besedila: Travis. The Man Who. Driftwood.

Everything is open, nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to ocean, oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is but your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges never to return watching bridges burn

You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you

Nobody is an island, everyone has to go
Pillars turn to butter, butterflying low
Low is where your heart is but your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges never with the flow

And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you turned to driftwood
And you've been drifting for a long, long time

Everywhere there's trouble, nowhere's safe to go
Pushes turn to shovel's, shoveling the snow
Frozen you have chosen the path you wish to go
Drifting now forever and forever more until you reach your shore

You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you

And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting for a long, long, drifting for a long, long time