High Planes Drifter

I’m drifting again
Alone I fell
Through miles of the highway
To a place so pale and formless it could only return as the end
I’m drifting again
I’m drifting again
I’m nothing at all
But a hollow skull
From a movie I remember
Where the water supply was poisoned by a company of profiting men
I’m drifting again
I’m drifting again
I’m drifting again
I’m drifting again