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 light in the distance
Is making it hard to see
What's right in front of me
What's right in front of me

The 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
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