I walk on a brick road covered with stones, made from nature and bones, I made a bridge to reach you, a bribe made of fools, I felt the wind wavy, wind water waves, I saw the sun rise, I saw the moon wane, as it feels across the sky, I was digging my grave, I finished the bridge one day, a seeker with pain, pain from the wind, water waves of burn bridges, bridge bones, I felt the bridge fell one night, flames on fire, it was so dark,