Blue Anchor

Long drives down to the beach
It’s not the Atlantic but the ones we keep discreet
Long walks and long talks with the sand beneath our feet
Untouchable in the summer heat

Tree lines separate the air and sea
Chain smoking by the CRV
Sun-bleached sand is grinding in our teeth
Spending summer wishing winter won’t repeat
Driving home I let you fall asleep
Whipping hair and open air on our cheeks
We’ve got no sense of time and we’re worn out
Yeah, we’re worn out

Salt air taking over me
I’m sunburnt and falling back asleep
Sleep sound when you're next to me
I’ll turn the shades and fall back into the sheets

Sleep tight, don’t worry if you think I might take flight in the middle of the night
Rest assured that when you wake in the morning light we’ll be alright

Tree lines separate the air and sea
Chain smoking by the CRV
Sun-bleached sand is grinding in our teeth
Spending summer wishing winter won’t repeat
Driving home I let you fall asleep
Whipping hair and open air on our cheeks
We’ve got no sense of time and we’re worn out
Yeah, we’re worn out