I steal from the beggars' empty plate Give to the fat man I dance in the halls of the nearly insane Pray to god That is vacant again
Dark is the shadow filled with prejudice, no pride Worn out and welcome, his truth birthing lies A whisper now speaks what words use to say Fallen from grace Luster this way
Burning bridges light my way
And while the rain keeps comin down A rope of hopes to thin to climb The night is closin in We're down the bottom of the well
Burning bridges light my way
Burning bridges light my way
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