I wonder where my life would be
If I were caught somewhere between
The ground and sky on the hanging tree.

The truth, in tales, lies deep beneath.

I wonder how my soul would cry
If I spun circles in the sky
And hid my truth between the ties

That I had made in distant times.

To live in lust, the price is paid
But when withering beats love again
It's hard to open a broken gate

When all is not left up to fate.

When God leaves matters in my hands
You'll rest assured, I have a plan
To run to heaven, if I can.

Leave my Worries to the land.

As peaceful as it sounds, may be
The sunken ship will swallow me
And I'll meet my maker at the sea

Where the sun may watch me leave.