Anvil oh anvil
Where is the map?
It comes down so quickly
And whips like a crack
Anvil oh anvil
You fall down so fast
You careen down the hill
Not a thought, not a chance
“Anvil,” I cry
“Look out,” “Make haste”
All you down yonder
Get out of the way
A squirrel far afield
Face down and unfazed
Chomps down on a nut
Just one of those days
Anvil oh anvil
It cares not who screams
It crashes and tumbles
It comes down on our dreams
Click, crash, the silence between
The big boom is coming unheard and unseen
Breathless, heart beating, the shoe’s gonna drop
The boom, it echoes ‘til it comes to a stop
The quiet is roaring
The crickets are dots
Peppering the pages
Between fading ink blots
Each story untold
Once stored its own ink
What’s young becomes old
All gone in one wink
Anvil oh anvil
Oh, what do you say?
Stubborn and silent, at rest by the bay
The wages of sin, the toll of the day
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