Luna Anchora

When I was alive
And living on the moon
I was waiting for an answer
Apparently was you
But I died before I knew
Rebuilt under false pretenses
Relearning what I wrote
Accepting what I'd done
Not so much a reason
But more so a product of
Cut ties with a younger me
Apply pressure to stop the bleeding
Out there on my own
As gravity would go
The wounds became an anchor
The moon became a stone
The moon became a stone

Whoa
I wouldn't recommеnd at all
Oh
I hope you'll catch me when I
Fall

Bеgging for us both
Sharing what to show
The subtle art survival
A world you couldn't know
A standard you wouldn't hold
To me with a role reversal
So how do I expect
To ever let it go
If I can't find the anchors
Pulling me below
They're pulling me below

Whoa
I wouldn't recommend at all
Oh
I hope you'll catch me when I
Fall

Whoa
I wouldn't recommend at all
Oh
I know you'll catch me when I
Fall