The Bridge - Pentimento

This is an endless amount of elements

Constructed out of math and other things that I barely understand

And I stare from a coast with every intention

To see another destination

And it’s not about hate, and it’s not about pain

Just compelling waves of thought that seem to wash over your brain

And they’re whispering

«Do the right thing or throw it all away»

Well I just haven’t decided if it’s across the lake

Or at the bottom of it

That wind was something I’ll never forget

Every time I feel it move, I’m reminded

That it’s not about love, and it’s not about trust

But being comfortable collapsing on the shores where you wash up

And they’re whispering

«Do the right thing or throw it all away, away»

All we are is blood and bones and sometimes a soul

All we are is blood and bones and sometimes a soul

All we are is blood and bones and sometimes a soul (I'll throw it all away)

All we are is blood and bones and sometimes a soul (I'll throw it all)