Hope from Standing Stones by Marian Call

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LYRICS:

I pulled to the edge of the road, I got out, and I walked
Hundreds of miles from a stoplight and rolling North
Nothing in mind but escaping the fallout so hot
And nothing to feel but the Labor Day sunshine so warm

I don’t know how to move on, but September does
​One day after the other, and if it's just
​A little darker every day
​Well the leaves look happy falling, don't they
Don't they

But my hope is not light
​It is not frail, it is the anchor anchor
​My hope is not slight
​It’s not the sail, it is the anchor anchor, oh

Friends formed a line over Christmas for coffee & ghosts
To nail down the tragedy's lesson and swear and sigh
They’re kind and they’re real but I'm a little relieved when they go
'Cause what they all want to give me they can't,
Though I'm grateful they try

​I don’t know how to move on but my body does
​I’ll find the rhythms that I walked in once
​My hands make tea, my brow makes furrows
​My ankles cross, my shoulders worry for one
​And my lips say, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mm-hmm mm-hmm mm-hmm

But my hope is not light
​It is not frail, it is the anchor anchor
​My hope is not slight
​It’s not the sail, it is the anchor anchor, oh

I took my first flight home to you on the Fourth of July
With lightning a-riot above and fireworks below
Oh, something possessed the Midwestern summer sky
Thunder and sparklers, aurora and stars, and a red sub-Arctic sunrise

My heart was in my eyes

​I don’t know how to move on
But this airplane does
You run real fast with your nose up and jump
​It does the work if I just let it

​I wonder if I've been struck by lightning yet
​Have I been struck by lightning yet?
​Have I been struck by lightning yet?
Have I been struck by lightning yet?

'Cause my hope is not light
​It is not frail, it is the anchor anchor
​My hope is not slight
​It’s not the sail, it is the anchor, oh oh

• Pop
• Rock
• acoustic
• folk
• indie rock
• singer-songwriter
• Alaska