They called here to tell me that you're finally dying
Through a veil of childish cries
Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the
Pant leg of your bad disguise
So why were you so anchorless?
A boat abandoned in some backyard
Anchorless
Small town that you lived and died in
Shoe box full of photos, found a grainy mirror
Sunken cheeks and slender hands
Grocery lists and carbon-copied letters offer
Silence for my small demands
Hey, how'd you get so anchorless?
A boat abandoned in some backyard
Anchorless
Small town that you lived and died in
Got an armchair from your family home
Got your P.G. Wodehouse novels and your telephone
Got your plates and stainless steel
Got that way of never saying what you really feel
So anchorless
A boat abandoned in some backyard
Anchorless
Small town that you lived and died in
Don't want to live and die here
Don't want to live and die here
Where we're anchorless
Anchorless
Small towns that we live and die in

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