Maybe I can be more than that
I have heard of it
From rumors and jokes and plain viewing
And I remember you approaching me, hoping me to be another one of those guys in the stories they tell of you
I dont want to be another link on your chain
That binds you to the ground
That you care for and shield from rain and snow
That you keep adding links too
To make it seem like you have more freedom since you have more movement
But all the other links? They wanted to be your chain breaker
They wanted to be the hammer
The bolt cutter
The pickaxes
All those other links
Only became links on your chain
And I, like them, wish to be your hammer
Your bolt cutter
Your pickace
And I hope I dont become another link on your chain
Because that would make me just like all of them
So yes, I have learned from the links on your chain
And I will take precautions
And theres no telling whether or not I will break or make your chain
Theres no telling at all
But I will try nonetheless
Because I see you chained to the ground
And if you love me and will love me
I will break your chain
So that way
You can be free
Finally free
And the chain can be covered with leaves and dirt as time passes by
So if you ever do try to search for it again, whether out of depression or yearning or boredom
You won't find it
But you'll find me
Resting happily in your tool shed.
