Bài hát Almanac - The Acorn. There's a season in your eyes. and a fever on your breath. and you're anchored to the tide. and the rhythm in your chest. I read the rings and count the city lights. you
Far away across the ocean. Underneath an Indian star. Dwells a dark eyed lonely maiden. On the coast of Malabar In the harbor, where we anchored. I can see her shy and sweet. With a bunch of
out today. Don't bring me down again. Don't cut me out today. Don't bring me down again. . Yeah. . Bring me down machete. Anchored to the wall. Make you feel the tension. Breathing in us all
Glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved. Anchored in Jehovah, I shall not be moved. Just like a tree that's planted by the waters. I shall not be moved In His love abiding, I shall not be moved
it's kind of funny. The way we're wearing anchors on our shirts. When being anchored or bored . just feels like a curse. My mind is a safe. And if I keep it in we all get rich. My body is an orphanage
see them every day, all day. Download a little meditation. it might pull you through. she blinded me with silence. anchored here with you. All those pretty things, don’t sweat the pretty things. so
big ships anchored far below And she knows where she is going. Cause her very soul is glowing. And in this gentle harbor. She don't need to go no farther Rock deep. Rock deep. Rock deep. Rock deep