
I’ve been tidal-locked for sure
floating around in circles
Anchors pulling from some unfathomable depth
checking my movements
Why don’t you see, this scattered debris, surrounding me
just keeps me here?
I’m letting go of this material waste
to see what matters
Out here—alone—nothing ever happens
A dream is only a dream if you wake up
I won’t risk clinging to a single thing
I’m releasing your chains
and if I sink
or float out to open sea
I will face these dangers
to see who matters