Woorden:
Trespassers William Anchor

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

Vertaling: William Trespassers. Anker.

My feet are trembling alone With the serpentine skins on the floor And while i sleep will you send me a thought While i lean could you build me a rock

Over in a moment You've the only lifeboat Say you can soothe But you know that you don't Bitterer because You said it was perfect and i thought it

days you can count Pretend that there's nowhere else Feel and speak and cry and hold Pretend that you're someone else Will you be sorry will i Will you be sorry will

Thought like ink Love runs out So i kept it up on a shelf And i will polish it finger it But never let it breathe by itself Whatever happens next

I'm broken And you didn't notice How is that i'm all pieces Can you sum up in one sentence All that you feel for me Juggle my tears With my fierce