Send Away The Wolves
Reflexes Of The Dead

Cast the anchor far from me
To the ghosts who wait so patiently, hold me still
Only then can I run, only then can I run, hold me still
It’s all covert and secretive
You won’t survive with what you give
Get on the right side, get off this page
It’s subterfuge and counteract
With all these monkeys on my back
Maybe I’m better in my cage
Then I run in the wrong direction
And blame all of my wrong turns on you
With all my dreams between the old and the new
All the summers I’ve spent singing sad laments
Are coming back to haunt me now
I misunderstood but maybe you could send away the wolves and send in the clowns
Cast the anchor far from me