Anchor as the Muse Songtext
von Benoît Pioulard

Oh the struggle in this rivalry between my head & hand
Is a mystifying clash & I am trying to withstand it
Cos the rift & the disturbance in the arms of its rebound
Bear the patinated factures of the ruts in which I′d floundered


So if you will neglect me after everything I did
Well there's nothing I can do about it

All tangled up in words until the final syllable
Oh I tussle with their meanings til my limbs are all immobile
& none are so attendant to the anchor as the muse
Though my manner is beleaguered by the luring of its ruses

& if you still resent me after everything I′ve done
Well I can't really blame you can I