Driftwood Songtext
von Julia Logan

Looking for a place to call home
Eastbound, drifting
I′m seeing you for the last time
Through the desert and the plains
And the Malibu mountains

Looking for a place to call home
Beneath the old creek
That burns beneath my feet
And I'm hot and I′m red
In a valley of cries

See the sky is red
Coloring the ocean a fiery tone

Midway between los Angeles and the sea
All the walls they're coming down on me
I wouldn't try to stop them
Even if I could
Driftwood between Los Angeles and the sea


I′m staying in a place I call home
Drifting in to your crimson eyes
Floating into outer space again
Into the deep blue void
Where the blood line arise

See the sky is red
Coloring the ocean a fiery tone

Midway between los Angeles and the sea
All the walls they′re coming down on me
I wouldn't try to stop them
Even if I could
Driftwood between Los Angeles and the sea

Driftwood in my mind
Driftwood in my mind

Driftwood in my mind
Afraid of what I might find
Driftwood in my mind
Afraid of what I might find

Midway between los Angeles and the sea
All the walls they′re coming down on me
I wouldn't try to stop them
Even if I could
Driftwood between Los Angeles and the sea