Texty:
Anchor Arms

We were something like a million miles from home, symptoms were ripe. Evening secrets from an afternoon delight has shown us both how we have found that

Cheaper than the heart attack that seems to come without a future. I've been paid for a life of crime with a plate of poison arrows. Understand I'm drowning

I don't want to live alone here, but I don't want to die with anybody but you. And I don't want to sit and rot here, here with you or without you. Tell

We are the unsuspecting victims of circumstance. And we tried to hold you up when your weakness could barely stand. I tried to accept this funeral as

She starts breaking without warning and without you. (It's) an understatement to say things changed, in time they all do. Let's paint her life white

gone by My mind being bent on rambling To Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision And followed with the wind Till next I came to anchor At the

I would sleep without dreams and know everything As death finds us breathing and all but believing We sleep and we dream in the arms of the sea Drowning

darling would suffer oh that ship would be anchored and sold Now if I had the wings like an angel over these prison walls I would fly And I'd fly to the arms

good to hold no seance What's gone is gone and you can't bring it back around Won't do no good to hold no searchlight You can't illuminate what time has anchored