got an anchor in my suitcase today
and an anchor's all i need to stay, to stay
look down my horizon when it calls to me it calls to me
and that question of where we end, it falls to me, it falls to me
sometimes we choose what lives inside us and wht does die
someteims we choose now a when we smile and when we cry
those are good days oh this i know, oh this i mean
cause now i lay awak i hope my thoughts dont pierce your dreams
coz there are ghosts, well i heard them say
that there are ghosts between us
i heard them say that there are ghosts between us
well i heard them say that there are ghosts between us
as we lay y'i hear them say there are ghosts between us
well as we lay, i heard them say...
i heard them say...

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