I'm starting to feel like hearts are anchors
and mine is rushing to the ground.
Only I don't want to stay here,
stranded under the beating sun.
So tell me how to jump
because no matter how many rescue ships come my way
I don't call for help.
Knowing still that I must find solid ground.
So remind me how to swim
so that the numbingly cold water will come over me
keeping me focused
even though it's hard to breathe.
And oh sweet land carry me
to your highest mountain peak
so that I may see my abandoned ship
forever stranded in his sea.