The bridge still calls me
Even after these years
I feel the rusted steel
Under my hand as I climb
The bridge still calls me
Sometimes late at night
When I’m alone and down
I remember the wind in my hair
The bridge haunts me
Knowing how close it had been
I’m sure I could flown free
Far and high that night
The bridge is inside me now
Torn down for progress
Made the right choice then
Fate just wasn’t meant to be
The bridge still calls me
The lonely desperate man/boy
Too much pain you see
I am sure I could have flown away
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