Chasers from At Sea by A Way To Survive

You can't really call it "running away" if you're chasing after bliss
But an open road and an anthem sung, can lead you far from all of this
Sometimes the demons in hot pursuit have fangs that sink too deep
But with three or four more tanks of gas, I'll be thrown back on my feet

Hopelessly hopeful, I journey on (and on and on and...)
Hopelessly hopeful, I carry on
to find the day that I
Alone can build my castle
A comfortable vessel

Home may be where the heart is, but that's rarely close at hand
It's often found in a place unseen, far off the route that you'd planned
But life's gusts of wind have a funny way of forcing you to stumble on
Forward to where you're meant to be, battered and bruised, but strong

Hopelessly hopeful, I journey on (and on and on and...)
Hopelessly hopeful, I carry on
to find the day that I
Alone can build my castle
A comfortable vessel

Hopelessly hopeful, I journey on (and on and on and...)
Hopelessly hopeful, I carry on
to find the day that I
Alone can build my castle
A comfortable vessel
Moving on

• Alternative
• Rock
• Salt Lake City