Cast Anchor

Once i had this urge to go sailing

Leaving the shore in a boat of wood.

Sailing, sailing on, all alone

I will cast anchor a place where it's calm

And stay for a while

Sit back and wonder how things are down under and smile

Not the urge to go somewhere else

Not the urge to blow away

Not the urge to travel far

But the urge for standstill

I can imagine the fine weather

Sun rays playing between kind waves

A jumping fish says hello and the birds are singing