Undertows

We‘re on the way
Not the best way to stay on course
This ship weighs way too much
Seasick from the start
Homesick in our hearts
All loved ones left behind
Travels on borrowed time
We don‘t fear at all what‘s ahead
We won‘t break like wooden sticks
Anchors will fall down
The abyss soaks them in
The darkness holds them close
Forever locked up and in
True north straight ahead
I‘ll sink this ship with all men on deck
I fought my way home again
I fought my way home again
And now is close but where is when
The moon is down the sea rolls in
Just a nice thought
To hold your heart and sink it here
Such a nice thought
To hold your heart and sink it here