Don't worry, I inhale tornadoes
And blow out the clouds this sky is missing.
Cuz I am not afraid
Of a little rain
Or a bit of lightning, I chase bolts
To break these chains that bind me to home.
I've got this anchor wrapped around my throat
And it's dragging me down (x2)
I try to hold my form, upright and proud
But it's just pulling me
Oh it won't stop pulling me down.
And I've found a mirror
On the surface of this lake;
It's completely calm and I couldn't be any less the same
Oh, I look like hell,
But I feel even worse
Cuz this sandbank frame is stained by the trail I leave
Drop anchor, drop anchor and drive away. (repeat til end)
One day you'll see me
Free of this deadweight
With Hope on my side
But I left my Island behind.
Drop anchor, drop anchor and drive away.
Tapped in.
14 years ago
1 comment:
This was great! I loved the tornadoes and the feeling of being pulled down. You really captured the sense of it. The only part I really felt didn't fit / belong was the last part:
"Drop anchor, drop anchor and drive away. (repeat til end)
One day you'll see me
Free of this deadweight
With Hope on my side
But I left my Island behind.
Drop anchor, drop anchor and drive away."
But I think this has something to it. It definitely works with the "dragged down" theme. Just keep at it! I would love to see more! (if you don't mind my comments...)
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