40 years in the palm of the ocean. You didn’t win, you didn’t win, I’ve got anchors. Said the child in my heart, repeating. On the day that I died…To the west, to the west, I need anchors. To the west, to the west, I need strong hands, to pull me up over the mountains, before I love you again….’Cause the sound was the boat slowly breaking. And the weight was a mountain of old pain. Like I could have walked on the sea, if you’d just noticed me, hanging around…But we danced, hey, hey, hey. Yeah we danced, hey, hey, hey. To be whole, to be whole, to be holy, holy, holy…There were bright days, we were dreaming.
There were black days in the red room of your anger, the roses retreating, and blooming again…But the song was my heart slowly breaking. And the weight was a mountain of old pain. Like I could’ve walked on the sea, if you’d just noticed me, waiting in the rain…But we danced, hey, hey, hey. Yeah we danced, hey, hey, hey. To be whole, to be whole, to be holy, holy, holy…Well it’s you or it’s me so it’s over. Well it’s you or it’s me, I’ve got bills to pay. Said my heart to your memory in anger, when I boarded the plane…To the west, to the west I need anchors. To the west, gonna find me a gold mine. So sing us a song of redemption. I’m doing alright, doing alright, doing alright. Yeah I’m doing alright, doing alright doing alright. Hey, hey, hey…
