Mark Mcadam - Driftwood

Driftwood finds its way to sand
So I’m sure that we will recognize our landmark soon
Wanderlust has lost its shine
It’s left me cold and we’re running out of time
As we wonder how much longer we can keep our cars in tune

And I only know that I’ll never be the boy wonder
Yeah, I only know that I’ll never be the boy wonder
It’s too late for that sort of thing now
Maybe I’ll just cut my losses
In this city that is how we say surrender

Driftwood finds its way to sand
And they’re wondering if they’ll somehow see a grandson soon
Friends like flies drawn to the light
In ellipses twice as vicous as the times seem cruel

And I only know that I’ll never be the boy wonder
Yeah, I only know that I’ll never be the boy wonder
It’s too late for that sort of thing now
Maybe I’ll just cut my losses
In this city that is how we say surrender

Now if I can carried away I’ll get plowed under
So I can’t forget that I’ll never be the boy wonder
I’m too gray
And I’m too beat down
I could just come to my sense then retire to some small town
And just surrender

Drifwood finds it’s way sand
So I’m sure that we will recognize our landmark soon