Driftless - Greg Brown

Have I done enough, Father

Can I rest now?

Have I learned enough, Mother

Can we talk now?

Will you visit me

In my place of peace?

I’m going driftless

Let’s cry all our tears

Cry them all out now

Let them flow down

And clean all the rivers

And the evening sky

Is the reason why

I’m going driftless

Have I worn enough clothes

To go naked?

Have I told enough lies

To see some truth?

Round hill — round thigh

Round breast — round sky

I’m going driftless