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sojourn

by hope&anchor

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can you feel it? yea... that's called desperate. you thought you had it - didn't you but the only time you're under control is when there's no control at all keep fighting it, go ahead make your plans and sell your bed at least the spot where I laid where I laid cause this desperate feeling has taken my sleep taken my breath . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . step back, step back you're moving in too close well trust me trust me you said right before you just let me go but you were my anchor and now you're drowning me I feel capsized, left lost to the sea I'll cut this rope, man overboard I'm safe to sink with the sea without you . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . why oh why do I just have to see it now? and who was the fool who said that only time will tell now tell me how many mistakes does it take to drown me I knew it all along, your words were too sweet, too strong I couldn't make a sound cause' your words carried the weight of the world . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . What part did I not understand? when you said you're with me until the end the seas cry; "come all weary, all sinking, all fearing, all undeserving, I'll drown you in love" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . step back, step back you're moving in too close well trust me trust me you said right before you just let me go but you were my anchor and now you're drowning me I feel capsized, left lost to the sea I'll cut this rope, man overboard I'm safe to sink with the sea My anchor
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samson 04:27
I'm waiting for you to come around I'm waiting for you to tie me up again and not make a sound it only takes three tests to see the true colors of the enemy so waste your time and tie me up and break your binds like string close to a flame . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . how it feel to be the fool can't you see just who's playing who . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . if I'm going down I'll take you down with me blot out my eyes but I will always see it's all coming back the strength that has left me with all my mind I'm taking back what you took from me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . what's in the answer you're looking for now what did you expect from me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I'm waiting for you o sell me out I'm waiting for you to lure me in securely without a doubt even with the strength of my secrets you gain no strength oh my enemy I'll sleep tight while you tie me up and snap your ropes off my arms like they're threads . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . how it feel to be the fool can't you see just who's playing who . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . if I'm going down I'll take you down with me blot out my eyes but I will always see it's all coming back the strength that has left me with all my mind I'm taking back what you took from me . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . you say the one who can't confide just can't love yet you fool me with your time and I trust in your lies day after day my strength is leaving me you finally got to me so tired I could die . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I'll tell you everything oh yes everything . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . if I'm going down I'll take you down with me blot out my eyes but I will always see it's all coming back the strength that has left me with all my mind I'm taking back what you took from me
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sojourn 06:00
I am a runner, but I don't know what I'm running to my feet they are fastened in fear and my bones are weak from the lack of touch from you I'll never get used to being lonely but somehow I've gotten so use to being used if I could hold you I could I would I should but you left me when things got tough for you well it's tough for me too couldn't you just show me how to walk talk or how to sing couldn't you have just shown me anything . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I'm always seeking acceptance cause I was never firmly accepted by you except in my dreams which quit on me too could someone please just stop and show me how to grow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . am I an outcast, a counterfeit, or just alone no up or down or no home away from home I cry desperately for patience peace what happened to seek and save the lost and where were you when I needed you the most just waited time and time and time again for you to come around and make things right for you and right for me too couldn't you just show me how to walk talk or how to sing couldn't you have just shown me anything . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I'm always seeking acceptance cause I was never firmly accepted by you except in my dreams which quit on me too could someone please just stop and show me how to grow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It all comes down to being broken down to sleep comfortably in your own skin well if it all comes down to being broken down then you've broke me you can sleep tight by your own side It all comes down to being broken down to sleep comfortably in your own skin well if it all comes down to being broken down then you've broke me I can sleep tight by my own side . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I was never firmly accepted by you except in my dreams which quit on me too could someone please just stop and show me how to grow . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . but You see the troubled, the afflicted consider their grief and you take it in Your hands I cry out for grace and you call me your son my foundation, my father, my friend. Whoa. my foundation, my father, my friend.

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released September 11, 2012

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