Drift - Matthew Ryan

Hitting it hard, hitting it long

Up all night trying to write this song

There’s no way that you’ll forget what I said

There’s no way you’ll forgive me

Look at that slow southern sun

Hover and burn over everyone

Cool air that blows just rattles the vent

I’ve only always said what I thought I meant

I’m inclined to give up this time

I’m inclined to drift or crawl

Postcards use short words

Deserted lovers got what they deserved

Only wish that you had turned to say

«It's all right, I’ll still love you anyway»

Watch that crow as it floats from view

Radio towers and dark hills drift

Photographs are pinned and stretched across

Every promise I broke, every smile you lost

I’m inclined to give up this time

I’m inclined to drift or crawl

She just moved outside of me

She just moved outside of me

She just moved outside of me

She just moved outside of me