We build our bridges
And burn then down
Funny how circumstance
Turns into twitches
Nothing paints a picture
Full of misplaced strokes
Gotta swim, gotta breathe
Lights in a fixture
We write the right words
Fight the night chills
And watch the same fires
Don’t you see it’s all absurd?
The stars look wet tonight
No, it’s just a current
The bridges won’t hold
Since they’ve been left alight
Excellent piece, my friend!