Writer: | Justin Pierre |
Producer: | Joshua Allen Cain |
I was desiring to tell you the truth
That the sum of the parts is the base of the root
And I don’t mean to shout
And I don’t mean to shoot your ideas down one by one
Most of the time I’m just running around
Beating back all the fires and imaginary sounds
That you hear in the dark
Hear like nobody else
You’re a mystery to me
Shadows on the ceiling
Will you be my anchor?
Will you be my half?
Spiders on my windshield
Will you be my anchor?
Will you be my anchor?
Deep in the depths of the dark of the night
An infuriated woman curses everything in sight
If it creeps it could crawl
If it crawls it may bite
And I just can’t deal with that
Once there was nothing but then I was found
L’avventura Belisama I need you around
To dispense with excitement, I will follow your sound
Every island’s not alone
Static on the channel
Will you be my anchor?
Will you be my half?
Sleeper on my shoulder
Will you be my anchor?
Will you be my anchor?
A long time ago — long before you were born — I was a little boy who fell in love with a grown woman. She …