The Bridge

They say there's a bridge out there
Out there in the mist
Some will deny it's there
Others will tell you it doesn't even exist

It's not made of iron or steel nor stone
Yet it spans the rising waters
We are but bags of blood and bone
Yet we carry the weight of our sons and our daughters

And now the fields are all but drowned
And we climb up to the ridge
Some will seek the higher ground
Some of us, the bridge

If all is behind us now
Beneath that swollen river
The bridge we will find somehow
Only then will we be delivered

Though some will claim to be inclined
It's a figment or a ghost
But the bridge is deep inside the mind
Invisible to most

And now the city's all but drowned
And here up on the ridge
Some will seek the higher ground
Some of us, the bridge

Open the gates that we may follow
Open the bridge to all of us
Open the floodgates to the river
Open the bridge that we may cross...



Credits
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner
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