Anchor

[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] My anchor’s lost to the fog inside my skull I drift like a ship with no port to pull to Every thought’s a loop of her name, her ghost My brain’s stuck on a nerve that won’t unthaw I know the storm will break, the tide will fall But knowing don’t stop the flood when it crawls [Verse 2] It’s in my bones—tight chest, a gut-deep pit Skull gone numb like the power got hit Desperation’s my fuel, but it’s black and raw Turns my mind to survival, no logic at all Anxiety’s a tide that drags me under Panic screams loud ‘til the surface comes closer [Verse 3] Then a word, a thought, a flicker of her voice Hits like oxygen, pulls me back from the void I don’t care if the air’s thin, stale, or wrong When you’re suffocating, you’ll cheer any song A scrap of contact, a crumb of her space Wipes the dark from the corners of my place [Chorus] I hate this swing— From drowning to breathing like it’s everything From “I’ll take the crumbs” to “I need the whole feast” Worship to wrath, my mind’s a wild beast One minute I’m begging, next I’m bitter and mean Comfort made me picky, pain made me see I chase each breath like it’s faith, like it’s proof And every time I catch it… I relapse to the truth [Verse 4] Comfort spoils you—you nitpick the small stuff fast Complain ‘bout the wind while you’re safe on the grass Sneer at a pig farm from your clean, warm car But underwater? You’ll gasp at any star Breathing’s just ‘til it’s ripped from your lungs Then one inhale’s a miracle, a holy, bright tongue [Verse 5] That first breath’s a parade, a win, a divine gift But three breaths in? You’re back to “this ain’t enough of it” Gratitude’s a candle that burns out too quick Peace turns to routine, then routine turns to “sick” I used to roll my eyes at the same old chat Now that same old chat’s the only key to my mat [Verse 6] A text that says “how’s your week?” hits like a prayer Unlocks my chest, chases the dread from the air For a minute, the numbness melts off like snow Then the clock ticks on, and the dark starts to grow I start grading the air, picking flaws in the breeze Forgot to thank the sky ‘til it’s gone from my reach [Chorus] I hate this swing— From drowning to breathing like it’s everything From “I’ll take the crumbs” to “I need the whole feast” Worship to wrath, my mind’s a wild beast One minute I’m begging, next I’m bitter and mean Comfort made me picky, pain made me see I chase each breath like it’s faith, like it’s proof And every time I catch it… I relapse to the truth [Bridge] A month drifts by, the edge starts to dull Not better—just… settled, like a storm that’s done full My heart splits two ways, a road with two lanes The love that stays, and the pain that comes when silence reigns I know what I’d fight for, what I’d lay down to keep But when the dark creeps in, the doubt starts to seep [Outro] (Instrumental Solo)