The Magic Bridge - Richard Dawson

There in sleep lies a magical bridge

Hidden in a grove of blossoming mist

At the heart of a very ancient wood

Traversing the blood of unborn children

We have a bond that can never be broken

An infinite pull of vanishing flesh

A galleon of leaves moving all across the marshes

Bury our ghosts into the future

The fish are nibbling at my toes

The trees are losing their colour

The loss grows stronger day by day

I don’t know if I can

Get over this

We have a bond that can never be broken

A ribbon of moonlight tumbling from our lips

A magic bridge flowing through the silence

I don’t know where we go

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