Anchor

The last bus is leaving, but you're on the curb
You wanted to run but you're lacking the nerve
And motionless standing, you can't find a word

The tail lights are fading, your feet on the ground
Your bags, like an anchor, are weighing you down
You're moored to the future, you're stuck in this town

You turn to your left and I'm standing alone
With a numbness that's lingering deep in my bones
And it looks like you're gonna be coming back home

And there for a moment we're caught in a stare
The city just stops while it hangs in the air
I once would have saved you, but now I don't care

So I turn around and go
And I turn around and go

Take another way, take another way, take another way, take another way
Take another way home
Take another way, take another way, take another way, take another way
Take another way home