The Bridge, An Apology
Was it something I've said that made you angry with me,
Made you dig a deep river to keep you from me,
Oh, the water is rushing, come to sweep me away,
'Less I die of sorrow, I'll cross it today.
I would build a bridge a hundred meters long,
To see the other side of what I did wrong,
Well you say you don't hate me, but I guess that I'm scared,
That with a river between us, you'll no longer care.
I would build a boat, and paddle against all sorrow.
And if I sail down the river, I'll be back again tomorrow.
I would face cold death, run and leap to your side.
And if I fall in the river, I'll be warmed by your sight.
I would beg your forgiveness for the pain that I've fed,
And I'll find the source to the river you've bled.
Then I'd close the gates to the dam I build there,
And never again will you have anything to fear.
Well I never knew that your tears ran so deep,
When I'ved dammed those tears, I will kiss your sweet cheek.
And I'll hold you close 'till all your tears finally cease.
And I'll sing you a lullaby and bring you peace.
With a bridge between us, I'll know that you'll care.
-- Marc Gunn. The Bridge.
The Bridge, A Lover's Apology.
Words and music by Marc Gunn
Reproduced with permission.
excepting those which anciently, and of right, are bound to do it.
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