Song Description

slow moving finger picking song with experimental percussion and string arrangement

Lyrics

She?s an anchor

She?s a prisoner, she?s a butcher, she?s a soldier
She?s a stranger, she?ll have you convinced you never really knew her
And when you start to leave she becomes your lover
When it?s too late and you have to leave
She becomes your lover

She pulls these strings she is the puppeteer
She?s your savior, though you may have thought that you were saving her
She knows that loves a game and she?s a player
No, she knows love is a play and she?s an actor
God help you, you don?t mind

She?s a winter, but she?s a summer when she?s on fire
You have separate truths, but she?s no liar
When you start to leave she becomes a martyr
And it only serves to make the leaving harder

She solves your empty arms, she is an answer
But she?s an anchor, not worth the weight
And you should no better
She?d prove your love with just a piece of paper
On file in the house of public records
God help you, you don?t mind