Jamie Lidell Big Drift
Caverns of empty space
No bones can keep their shape
No water and no flames
But smoke as black as lace.
Go down, ironsides
Go down, golden ghost
So long, battle bones
I've seen it come to only dust.
No black, only grey
We come or come what may
Break out of harm's way
Pink washed the skies away.
Beaches combing for the ring
Reaches bones and copper string
All that's left from all you bring
Keeps me searchin' through your things.
