Anchor - The Hurt Process

Oh, our dance was slow

And you fumbled with my hands

Whisper «time to sleep»

You have dreams awaiting your quiet mind

Does your heart get weaker

When you think how far we’ve to go

Forget all the promises

You’re tired and you’re drifting and you’re low

And if you can’t steer

Then it would be safer to drop the anchor

And if you can’t feel

It’s selfish to use up all of the bandages

I can read your eyes: if this is real then it’ll end

I shouldn’t be so surprised

This happens over and over again

Does your heart get fiercer

When you think someday i might go

Forget all the promises

You’re tired and you’re drifting and you’re low

And if you can’t steer

Then it would be safer to drop the anchor

And if you can’t feel

It’s selfish to use up all of the bandages

When you’re alone

When you’re hollow

Then you’ll ask me to

Come and feel you

Come and feel you

Don’t think i will do