This is a tribute to Nick Drake I wrote after reading his dad's diary in Remembered For a While, which is easily the saddest thing I have ever read. He was so withdrawn it was like he was cut off from the world.

This is a rough recording and will likely be redone.

Lyrics:

Lost in your own mind, others watch you sink
Drifting in the dark, no escape from what you think
A maze of thorns, the moon and nocturnal chill
Yellow eyes watch you, beckoning you to the other side

bereft of hope, the cold wind saps your spirit
Just want to feel anything, like you once did
Each day you feel you live on borrowed time
Others around you, so glad to be alive