Bridges

Let me speak free from scorn Stars like weeds grow unshorn They lie austere and vain Old, still as the clay Crows show our way home Night was rain, a falling sea A rusted dawn strains to be Stones steam and snag the mists that rose From the low sun, a solemn glow O lustrous glow, the sun is low You've started a fire , you've started a fire you can't put out You've burned your bridges, can't go back from where you came Vision is falling, just writhe and burn out of control No use pretending, slither back into your hole You'll drag your house down, when truth comes calling at your door Stare through the misty wonder, the life of men's souls Your cup is empty and you are running out of time Caving your head in, don't dare to dream it will implode