Build

Building back some bridges
but only underneath
they aren’t for any real use
just plain old memory
building up those bridges
that we once burnt down
building up defenses
seems so silly now
as underneath it all
everything was there
all the pieces shattered
all in disrepair
all the rubble sitting
sitting in a void
building back some bridges
but only what’s been left
underneath the road
without much use I guess

Guiding cinders

Burning under bridges
river water boils
stones begin to sing
the steam kills the wind
and we stand on cinders now
the ground has given out
but still we stand above
the burning bridge an ash haven
everything makes sense in time
the path burns before it dies
find the words and stay beside
the friendly embers that protect
and guide
you’ll find your way at night