Beyondless - Iceage

If you want it, I’ll give you an anchor

If you don’t, I’ll set you to sea

But should you ask me

For those truest of loves

I’d have to set you free

If you want to listen, hear the wind through my willows

If you want to cry, then cry at my feet

But if you think I am that pillar which you needed

Believe me, dearest, it ain’t me

Beyondless

Beyondless

I was going to stray, to the backwoods and boondocks

Be a bullet that ricochets, hits its target then recoils away

Held up for a little while, until I procrastinated

Wandered back to the throngs and the streets

Vagrant in the throes of this city

As it rises or descends to its deeps

At times there is no place too low to enter

Perfectly lost at sea internally

Beyondless

Altogether

Beyondless