You keep holding on to what you have lost.
You are that anchor, lost in the sea.
Where have you been?
Keep digging maybe you will find what you seek.
You are that anchor, lost in the sea.
Where have you been?
Keep digging maybe you will find what you seek.
Therefore I am, fighting.
I found what I used to seek.
I am here, standing.
I might have lost the old anchor,
Finding the new me.
