Colin Bass Burning Bridges
Why can't I remember?
A look, a touch across the face
I never saw you act that way
Beyond the far horizon the burning bridges crack and sigh
And now you learn to face the truth
Inside a prison of your own design
A stranger's voice upon the wind sets me spinning
Spinning, laughing homeward
then fades away....
Beyond the edge of darkness
The twisted wreckage, black and still
I was a trader on these shores
I took the risks upon my own free will
A stranger's voice upon the wind sets me spinning
Spinning, laughing homeward
then fades away....
