Letras: HP Lovecraft. Sailing On The White Ship. The Drifter.

I sat in the shade of your old apple orchard
I watch your big trucks rolling by now
I share the grape soda with a man from Dakota
I've seen a June bug in July now

I'm a drifter, I'm a loner
I've seen every city and town now
I pass by here and I'll die here
Some stranger will lower me down

I play basketball through the hoop of a barrel
I struggle to learn how to swim now
I used to think maybe I once was a baby
I only pretend I was him now
I only pretend I was him now

I'm a drifter, I'm a loner

I've seen every city and town now
I pass by here and I'll die here
Some stranger will lower me down, yeah

I envy the ship sailing out of your harbours
I swap dirty jokes with your butchers and barbers
I think silent thoughts while the jukebox is playing
And all of the time my own heart is saying

You're a drifter, you're a loner
You've seen every city and town now
You pass by here and you'll die here
Some stranger will lower you down, yeah