Beyondless

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