Dispatch - Bridges Lyrics
the furrowed bed of sand worries againas it had before the waves left the land.for the falling tide leaves a child weeping alone,he's letting go of the anchor and all the lines...waiting for the fingers of the grey waveor his mother's hand to roll over himwith endless water... 10,000 bridgesshow me father.now I'm older, now much olderand this wave can take me out to sea.I feel the pull beneath my feet.But I can see her, she is calling meI can feel her there...I can feel her there.waiting for the fingers of the grey waveor his mother's hand (mother's hand) to roll over himwith endless water... 10,000 bridgesshow me fatherwaiting for the fingers of the grey waveor his mother's hands (mother's hands)to roll over him with endless water...10,000 bridgesshow me a father (2x)