Today's Yesterday
Somewhere along the wayI lost my way
And my map of no use
Ruined by spilled Coffee
I tell myself
Never look back
And this Little Match Girl
Has burned every bridge
At a rest stop somewhere
Not so far from here
I have seen a survivor
Bridge
And, as if the wooden planks
Reached out to me
I saw this old structure
Wave at me
I have stood, tonight
On my bridge
I have marvelled at the view
My name carved in the wood
Tonight, I recognised myself
When told, they were glad I was back
Tonight, I was glad I spared one bridge
This bridge I will make my house
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