Drifting Man

Beyond the shore where the skies so deep, lies a man who floats on the tears we weep. Drifting along the current we make, for always in our memory his soul we'll keep. And as far as he travels, would he manage to meet, a soul to join with in his eternal sleep. Drifting along waiting to wake, for toward the heavens he continues to leap. It's a spectacular vision souls passing through light, in the darkest of places among the stars of night. Drifting along this ever flowing lake, Drifting along until he wakes.