Bedlam Bards - On the Drift

Support Bedlam Bards and by their album: Bedlam Bards - On the Drift - On the Drift (Track 5) I DO NOT OWN ANY CONTENT IN THIS VIDEO. ALL RIGHTS ON THIS VIDEO GO TO BEDLAM BARDS. CHORUS: I’m out of gas; I’m on the drift; Engine ain’t turnin’; and each breath’s a gift. Now when I die, I’ll die alone; If I could reach that button, I’d call you home. When I reach that button, I’ll call you home. The candles burned, on the birthday cake, We joked and laughed, not a thing at stake; One long deep breath, one wish to claim, Then the air we were laughin’, went up in flame. Then the air we were laughin’, went up in flame. I met a man, in a brown leather coat, He thought one bullet, could buy my boat, But there ain’t a man, under any sun, Who can take my boat, when I’ve got my gun. Wh