Where are we when we drop the anchors from our hearts
Who are we when all our words turn, they're coiling
Turn back, I can't turn back
Even though I always had the words
There was only ever one thing there to say
Something beckons me, I bring new life
They made an orator, let's hear another speech
Keep your eyes open, and fall
Some open field
Some old dream
I'm falling asleep
Hope to hear that you'll cover me
Once more to that field
Once more for that dream
Turned over the shoulder
I should have heard a whisper
The only paths left to choose are colored with whispers we never heard
Once more to that damn field and you forgot the anchor
Cover me