Raise The Anchor Men
My thoughts are filled with inadequacy
And I am not where I thought I’d be
I try to hold to your promise to me
But it’s hard in this humanity
I cannot feel your hand anymore
I don’t hear your voice above the roar
The rudder broke and the sails tore
And I’m drifting further from the shore
Mayday! Mayday! I cry in despair
And shoot a flare up in the air
God in heaven, do you even care
That there is dark water everywhere
Not many down here can hear the distress
Or can really see that I’m in a mess
Can you hurry it up, I hate this stress
What’s it all for, I can only guess
Sailing this sea of anxiety is rough
Understanding the physiology is tough
All the neurons and chemical stuff
Some days I feel I’ve just had enough
Untie the lines, and raise the anchor men
And hoist the patched up sails again
I’ll grab the helm and catch the wind
Let’s resolve that we will not give in