The Anchor

YOU WERE THE ANCHOR YOU WERE THE SAIL YOU WERE THE NORTH STAR IN THE SQUALL AND THE GALE YOU WERE THE COMPASS YOU WERE THE MAP YOU WERE THE HIGH TIDE GUIDING ME BACK, CALLING ME BACK NOW I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING AWAY FROM THE SHORE YOU'RE CALLING, YOU'RE CALLING, YOU'RE CALLING BUT I DON'T HEAR YOU ANYMORE YOU ARE THE SIREN THE WARNING SIGN YOU ARE THE COAST GUARD I WAS YOURS AND YOU WERE MINE YOU WERE THE MARINER YOU WERE THE SEEKER YOU WERE THE THIRD EYE BOAT-HOUSE KEEPER I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING, I'M DRIFTING AWAY FROM THE SHORE YOU'RE CALLING, YOU'RE CALLING, YOU'RE CALLING BUT I DON'T HEAR YOU ANYMORE I CAN'T FEEL YOU ANYMORE IF WE RETURN TO THE HARBOR WHERE WE FIRST MET WHEN WE SET SAIL WOULD YOU ROW THE OAR BESIDE ME TELL THE TRUTH AND SHAME THE DEVIL TELL THE TRUTH AND SHAME THE DEVIL YOU WERE THE BALLAST HOLDING ME DOWN YOU WERE THE ANCHOR YOU WERE THE SAIL AND I DON'T HEAR YOU ANYMORE I CAN'T FEEL YOU ANYMORE YOU WERE THE ANCHOR