1815 - Washed-Up Wood Lyrics

Ten days home and we are overgrown
And there's something strange about the furniture
Ten days gone and now you're not a home
Just some washed-up wood

Went away to single out my tone
And I find that I can't be my arbiter
Went away to come back more alone
Just some harmony, plain complexity

Entropy
The further away i go, the harder it is for me
To settle for the life i own, to make me feel at home
I can't hold on, the ebb and flow
Pull me along

Am I drifting toward the coastline
Am i right
I need to know
Am I drifting toward the coastline
Am i wrong
I need to know
I keep drifting on, drifting on
And i need to know how to make it to you when I'm feeling lost

Am I drifting
Am I gone