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