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The sky looks grey, like the day we were born,
like the ashes of our years together,
like our future,
like the cold stone

where we wrote our vow
about living forever,
where our legends are going to be carved.

Friends are the anchors,
they keep us safe away from the storm,
but where does the boat go
when the anchor's gone?

And even at our worst we care for each other,
and when the wind gets tough
we raise our glasses and shoulder to shoulder we fight
to arrive to the docks.

Your loss is a pain I felt never before
since in my belly I carried Leviathan.

Friends are the anchors,
they keep us safe away from the storm,
but where does the boat go
when the anchor's gone?

And the acts,
and the words,
and the shared drunken nights,
and the tears,
and the laughs,
and the feelings and smiles,
all that will go so far away,

but the faces, the names, and the souls
have a place in my heart.

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from Last days of our youth, released May 29, 2015

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A Hundred Fires in a Jar Salamanca, Spain

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