William Elliott Whitmore

William Elliott Whitmore - Sometimes Our Dreams Float Like Anchors lyrics

rate me

And the hammer swings high and comes down hard

Drive another nail into my coffin lid

And as the days go by if I can play my part

Well I'll feel no remorse for what I did

Your mother would cry if she only could

But those days are gone, those days are gone

And she always tried to see the good in everything that you done

And sometimes our dreams they float like anchors in hopeless waters oh way down here

Sometimes it seems that all that matters most are all the things that you can't keep

Oh, the skin, Oh, the skin

That this old world has placed me in

I can't wait to shed, I can't wait to shed

Lord I'll be free when I'm dead<br />

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