We walk in straight lines
Off the side of the ship
Visions of horizons
And the hope that they hold

We're a millions miles from home,
But I've never felt so close to everything I've ever wanted
My body's moving,
My mind is ready to move on, move on
To press on (To press on)

Don't let time slip away when you're holding it so close
These anchors will drag you down if you let them
If you let them

We're a millions miles from home,
But I've never felt so close to everything I've ever wanted
My body's moving,
My mind is ready to move on, Move on
To press on (To press on)

We're holding fast to anchors, hoping they float
Above such turbulent waters
We're holding fast to anchors, hoping they float
Above such turbulent waters

You'll find us at the bottom
Clinging to dead beliefs
You'll find us at the bottom
Clinging to dead beliefs