Summer Newman - Bridges/ Robert Pokojowczyk

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Lyrics:
Burning Bridges smell like smoke
Your's smelled of cigarettes
And an old leather coat
Cinders cinders at last

Dark cloud on my shoulder
Dark cloud in my heart
Clouding my thoughts
Stealing my tongue
Cinders cinders at last

Used to carry this world on your back
God among fools
King of young death
Cinders cinders at last
Cinders remnants of the past

Burn It down
Burn It down
All of the bridges in all of the towns
Light em up
Light em up
Tonight as we sing we'll pour out our cups

Forgiveness it's self is a virtue of Hope
Tower of Babel
Hands round your throat
Cinders cinders at last

I can forgive
I can forget
I can't cross Bridges when ashes are left
Cinders cinders at last
Cinders remnants of the past

Burn It down
Burn It down
All of the bridges in all of the towns
Light em up
Light em up
Tonight as we sing will pour out our cups
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Burning Bridges smell like smoke
Your's smelled of cigarettes
And an old leather coat