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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “From the time that I fall to when the sun lifts my head I’m dreaming of an anchor, one that holds me to my bed For it seems like so long that I’ve been awake With no though of consequences or the choices that I’ve made If I don’t know where I’ve been or who I have met Or where I am sleeping then I can’t regret You see these ghosts of a memory still linger within For now I lie by an angel and an empty bottle of gin Sometimes I wonder just how long I’ll carry on Until that day I’ll be forever home After seven long years filled with blood, sweat and tears And countless grim nights of anxiety and fights I’ve been sick, I’ve been hungry, I’ve been tired and torn I’ve felt like I’ve died but I’ve hardly been born I’ve heard speeches of doubt and I’ve seen good friends bow out I’ve seen a thousand strange faces with fists reaching out I’ll always be true to my heart and my head And I’ll dream of that anchor broken and left at my bed from Purgatory, Quebec, released October 1, 2010“
