Bouncing Souls Anchors Aweigh Anchors Aweigh my friends, æŋkǩz ǩweǺ maǺ fren(d)z | I'll see you another day aǺl siə ju ǩnȜðǩ deǺ | I'm going away, experiences have to come aǺm DZǩ(Ț)Ǻŋ ǩweǺ | ǺkspǺǩri^ǩnsǺz hæf tǩ kȜm | and the past has got to go ǩn(d) ðǩ pǡəst hǩz DZǢt tǩ DZǩȚ back into our dreams bæk Ǻntu a(Ț)ǩ driəmz | back into our dreams bæk Ǻntu a(Ț)ǩ driəmz | Anchors Aweigh my friends æŋkǩz ǩweǺ maǺ frendz | Everybody understands that evrǺbǢdi Ȝndǩstæn(d)z ðǩt good times, DZȚd taǺmz | that good times they come ðǩt DZȚd taǺmz ðeǺ kȜm and they go ǩn(d) ðeǺ DZǩȚ | and together we will always ǩn(d) tǩDZeðǩ wi wǺl ǤəlweǺz flow flǩȚ | back into our dreams bæk Ǻntu a(Ț)ǩ driəmz | back into our dreams bæk Ǻntu a(Ț)ǩ driəmz | And our troubles, we can't ǩnd a(Ț)ǩ trȜblʜz | wi kǡənt leave them behind liəv ð(ǩ)m bǺhaǺnd | but the wind blows, and bǩt ðǩ wǺn(d) blǩȚz | ǩn(d) blows them all away blǩȚz ð(ǩ)m Ǥəl ǩweǺ | and the road goes and ǩn(d) ðǩ rǩȚd DZǩȚz | ǩn(d) takes them all away teǺks ð(ǩ)m Ǥəl ǩweǺ | back into our dreams bæk Ǻntu a(Ț)ǩ driəmz | COMPILED JUAN CARLOS DAVID