Seems to be comparing marriage vows and commitment of a wife to an Anchoress (a medieval Christian woman devoting her entire self to god and living in a church prison essentially)
The summer rain is what she loves
Singing to the rhythm of the thunder above
Prone to possession from the earliest age
They put her upon this earth to live in a cage
She watched the tears from the statue wall
For this turn eternity behind the walls
Countless ties and another advice
The world and everything she'll leave behind
Sanctuary of a different kind
She made her vow
She made up her mind
Heaven knows it ain't the right place to be all the time
She started to believe again
She heard the rain and the thunder above
She's gonna find a new way to channel her love
The pilgrims come to lick the sign
They get their faces painted with a travel design
The seasons turn, she fashions the shroud
Arranging all the apples in symmetrical lines
The tunnel leads to an ancient mound
And there we open up the ground together
A boat is waiting by the river tonight
A rogue, she wake up but she feels the sunlight
In the language of her own kind
She made it loud
She made up her mind
Heaven knows it ain't the right place to be all the time
She started to believe again
She heard the rain and the thunder above
She's gonna find a new way to channel her love
Anchoress was written by Brian Quast & Steve Popson & Dave Brylawski & Ash Bowie.
Anchoress was produced by Maria Rice & Jeff Lipton & Brian Paulson.