It's time to drop the anchor Yeah, the storm is closing in I can see it in the clouds I can smell it on the wind I'm floating on the black In the back of your eyes On an ocean of tears Under desolate skies But the line in the distance Is making it hard to see What's right in front of me What's right in front of me A tornado touches down And it grabs a hold of me When there is no one else around Not as far as the eye can see So, where do you stop? Where do I begin? With a pocket full of rocks I'm learning how to swim There's a line in the distance And it makes it hard to see What's right in front of me What's right in front of me Unnh-uull Now I didn't choose I didn't have a choice I was drowning like a sailor To a siren's voice Now you wear me around your neck Like jewelry, Or a promise waiting to be broken There's a line in the distance And it makes it hard to see What's right in front of me What's right in front of me