Bridge
Lucy wainwright rochehaving given all we have got.
Tie a ribbon into a knot,
anywhere to go from this corner.
And the window allowance on the bridges,
makes the bravest the one to cross.
You may have gambled things a little
just to meet me in the middle and lost.
And I wanna tell you, "Go for it any way."
And I wanna tell you, "Reach out your hand."
And I wanna tell you, "You can make it all the way over,"
but I know, I know you can't.
Oh, I know you can't.
Oh, and you're not sleeping in your bed tonite
you're hoping now to catch what's keeping you awake.
...just your body's mistake--something to fix fast.
I took some pictures and I signed some autographs last year,
when the circus came to town.
As for me, I'm just remembering the sound of that.
And I wanna tell you, "Go for it any way."
And I wanna tell you, "Reach out your hand."
And I wanna tell you, "You can make it all the way over,"
but I know, I know you can't.
Oh, I know you can't.
We're straining our ears just to hear.
Is there a ticket to the road around the matter at hand?
Understand, it won't find you,
it's already behind you,
and through is the only way left.
And I wanna tell you, "Go for it any way."
And I wanna tell you, "Reach out your hand."
And I wanna tell you, "You can make it all the way over,"
but I know, I know you can't.
Oh, I know you can't.
(We're straining our ears.)