Bridges (John Harris) - Ian Lilburne

A bridge is a crossing to the same end

It’s people to people and then back again

A bridge gives a city its sense of pride

Be it over the Mekong or over the Clyde

Bridges are stone wooden or steel

To bear the great weight of the boot and the wheel

A bridge in a battle is worth fighting for

A bridge is a prize in peace and in war

A bridge is a river over the sky

A bridge is a river o’er the sky

A bridge is a place where you take a fall

When there’s no one to turn to―no one at all

A bridge has a side hidden from light

The homeless find shelter under its flight

CHORUS

Bridges and lovers are deeply entwined

They’re seen on the bridge o’ the river that winds

A bridge is an excellent place to be kissed

Then crossing alone your lover you’ll miss

CHORUS

As we travel the roads and rails of our time

We come to a bridge at the end of the line

A bridge that will take you to the unknown

Every woman and man must cross it alone

CHOURS