Caught in the Drift of an Idle Day Songtext
von The Wood Demons

Well, it isn′t what you're thinking
And it isn′t what you're drinking
And it isn't what you swallow
And it isn′t what you smoke
When the perfumed breeze slides through the trees
And takes you far away
The whole world′s laughing and you don't get the joke

Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day


When the whining of a drone
Sucks your flesh from your bones
And you walk out of the building leaving in your place a clone
In the lair of lizard men you hear an ancient tune
Coming from a place where it′s always afternoon

Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day

Close your eyes and cross the river
Close your eyes and cross the river

Close your eyes and cross the river
Close your eyes and cross the river

Weeds are waving in the stream in the landscape of a dream
A thousand bees' wings beating, making diamonds as they fly
Oh the bones in the graves and the worms in the ground
And the dead they are still living in the earth and the sky
And the dead they are still living in the earth and the sky


Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day
Caught in the drift of an idle day