Dry Land
Hiding under to do lists
Making myself useful
Looking for comfort in all the wrong places
There's a dissatisfaction
Feels disjointed
I'm getting older, tired, times wasting
I'm drifting too far from the shore
You're not touching me anymore
Dryland Dryland, I held myself to understand
Dryland Dryland, I held myself to this new plan
I've gone to far, and now I can't get back
Just who would I be
If not for you
How would I manage my lonely moods
I can write my letters
I can bite my nails
There's no cure, it's pure isolation
I'm drifting too far from the shore
You're not touching me anymore
Dryland Dryland, I held myself to understand
Dryland Dryland, I held myself to this new plan
I've gone to far, and now I can't get back
Autor(es): Sarah Cram, Nathan Basinger, Kathy Ruestow, Forrest Heusinkveld, Eddie McKinley, Douglas Roberson, Ben Soltau, Abbie Sawyer