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AnchorI was desiring to tell you the truthThat the sum of the parts is the base of the root And I don't mean to shout And I don't mean to shoot Your ideas down one by one Most of the time I'm just running around Beating back all the fires and imaginary sounds That you hear in the dark Hear like nobody else You're a mystery to me Shadows on the ceiling Will you be my anchor? Will you be my half? Spiders on my windshield Will you be my anchor? Will you be my anchor? Deep in the depths of the dark of the night An infuriated woman curses everything in sight If it creeps it could crawl If it crawls it may bite And I just can't deal with that Once there was nothing but then I was found L'avventura Belisama I need you around To dispense with excitement I will follow your sound Every island's not alone Static on the channel Will you be my anchor? Will you be my half? Sleeper on my shoulder Will you be my anchor? Will you be my anchor? |