Anchor & Flame

I'm the thread in the fabric, the weight in the chain The steady hands guiding through fire and rain Like a lantern at midnight, I flicker but stay Holding the shape when the world bends away Some days I'm the river, some days I'm the stone Some days I'm the echo of footsteps alone But I keep on moving, I carry the name A whisper, a shadow, a spark in the flame I am the anchor, I am the tide Holding it down while I teach it to rise The walls and the doorway, the lock and the key The weight and the wings-yeah, that's what I'll be I'm the ghost in the hallway, the laugh in the room The silence that hums like a song out of tune Like a compass that's worn but still points to the north I bend and I break, but I keep moving forth Some days I'm the mountain, some days I'm the sky Some days just a name whispered soft in the night But I keep on standing, I carry the light A beacon, a burden, the last spark of fight I am the anchor, I am the tide Holding it down while I teach it to rise The walls and the doorway, the lock and the key The weight and the wings-yeah, that's what I'll be Like a book with no ending, a road with no sign A clock that keeps ticking through space and through time I weather, I wander, I brace for the fall But I wake every morning and give it my all I am the anchor, I am the tide Holding it down while I teach it to rise The walls and the doorway, the lock and the key The weight and the wings-yeah, that's what I'll be