Bridge Wood

      Bridge Wood


we use the bridge wood –
     to build the fire high
the tears of innocence –
     burning up the sky
we had built up a dream –
     like the surging sea
then poured out the ashes –
     in an ocean of debris
we’re swimming in the smoke
of the bridges we have burned
don't bother to apologize
we're losing what we don't deserve


we hold our breath –
     as the clouds began to form
then we get lost –
     in the beating of the storm
and in the end –
     “we” were meant to be apart
ripping in half –
     our still beating heart
we're swimming in the smoke
of all the bridges that have burned
don't try and apologize
we've lost what we didn't deserve


all the blackened bones -
     all the bridges that have burned
swimming through the smoke -
     flying through the sky
the blame is ours alone -
     better we should have known
so the bridges we let burn -
no need for apologies -
we’re losing everything we didn't deserve


here's some more dead wood -
   build the fires high . . .
the tears, the blood, the innocence –
   burning up the sky


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