Patron Saint Of Bridge Burners ...And Never Worry
Try not to picture that silver ring
On his bony fingers it lingers still
Try not to picture the world he sees
Through the fog of memories and ill-will
Hope you're not bitter at the songs he sings
How in hushed and whimpered whispers they slither
Try not to picture your bear trapped
In a razor-wire cage made from his thoughts
And from his dreams and the nightmares in between
And never think about the lies you pushed into his head
And never think about the nights he wishes he were dead
And never wonder even once if maybe you're to blame
And never worry, never worry, never worry, never worry
Try not to picture your bear trapped
In a razor wire cage made from his fears
And from his hopes and the lies you told the most
And never think about the lies you pushed into his head
And never think about the nights he wishes he were dead
And never wonder even once if maybe you're to blame
And never worry, never worry, never worry, never worry
