Bridge Across Forever
We looked for the ending right at the beginning, But couldn’t see beyond the place we were starting, We searched for its beams, tried to hold its railing, But couldn’t feel anymore than where we were standing. Every time that
We looked for the ending right at the beginning, But couldn’t see beyond the place we were starting, We searched for its beams, tried to hold its railing, But couldn’t feel anymore than where we were standing. Every time that
Hand in hand we walked, across the breadth of land, Across the oceans, and into the playground of God’s Hand, Where the stars and planets, mere dots, went past in a blur, And our thoughts seemed to happen before they
You close your eyes to a brand new morning, For there is nothing new this one will bring, In solitary confinement, receiving the wages of sin, A constant buzzing in your ears is the only din. Back against a wall,
One fine morning, a stranger walked into my heart, Demanding I give it on rent, atleast in part, And the entire place, the stranger did occupy, Before I could even begin, my refusal to justify. Just moved in, there began
Although its lips did move, I couldn’t hear it speak, Was busy with thoughts, and their noises were at peak, Else I would have seen it open the door, and walk out, The room was empty, of that there was