Bridge Song

Been talking
Been walking out
Every day

Enfolding
Been holding out
Anything at halfway

Apple blossom, olive branch,
All you see’s an arrow
It’s my aim to love you
But I fear you just feel harrowed

Been balking
But been walking out
Every day

Been trudging
Been judging me
And falling shorter

Been crying
Been trying to feel
Outside my corner

Longer this goes on,
Your analgesic tolls on me
And yet, where is it written
That these crooked roads must meet?

Been grudging
But been trudging out
Every day

Been falling
Been calling out
Over the rush

Been stranger
Been changing now
Drowned out by the hush

In my hands a heart on offer
Naked in the wind
Laid out in the centre
Where I’ve chosen to be pinned

Been stalling
But been calling out
Every day

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