Driftwood - Cody Simpson

Hey Bruce,

Untie my noose

Open up a bottle of Whatever you choose

You see the naked truth

It’s only truth sometimes

'Coz if you’re looking for lies

That’s what you gonna find

I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately

Follow my heart wherever it takes me Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood

Just a piece of driftwood (yeah)

A piece of driftwood

You win some, you lose some

And some that you win, you really lose

You get some, you give some

You trade a little piece of your youth (oh)

It’s nothing makes me happier than singing the blues

Set my big brown hat to my black pointed shoes

(I'm thinking about it)

Like a piece of driftwood

A piece of driftwood

Ooh, like a piece of driftwood

Ain’t no mind to these troubles on the telephone lines

The sun still shines, we got board and grind

It’s time to start baking, got no time to decline

The earth awakes you, yes, the simple pleasures of mine

Yours if you want them, you got the day

Find wealth in the living and you’ll never be grave

A piece is missing from your puzzle

It’s the piece that you need

It’s place of mind you gonna find meditate by the sea

Be free with all trees in all the air that you breath (yeah)

They can’t take away your soul but they can take all your pride

Slow ride, gonna sleep in the forest tonight

You gonna, you gonna sleep in the forest tonight

Are you gonna sleep in the forest?

'Coz

Ooh, la-like a piece of driftwood

La-la-la-like a piece of driftwood (yeah, oh)