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