Little Bridges - Angie Hart/Bonnie Prince Billy
Some people talk
And some people do
There are two
Kinds of ways
To pass the time
I heard through a door
A conversation
I heard your voice
I heard a name
And it was mine
And the picture that you painted
Was black and white
There were no
Shining lights
Or shades of grey
You made me sound
Like I was a stranger
I should have turned
And closed the door
And walked away
Do you dream of a place
That is safe and warm
Where your enemies have all gone
Vanity has been lifted
It's time to burn your little
Bridges and move on
Sometimes you have to walk
Sometimes you can't go back
No matter how
Much you love
To picture truth
Every action that you take
Speaks louder
And the friend you used to trust
Is about to lose
Do you dream of a place
That is safe and warm
Where your enemies have all gone
Vanity has been lifted
It's time to burn your little bridges and move on
Do you take
Great comfort in believing
All the things
You think I am
That you are not
Does it boot safe distance
Between us
Was it something that I said
That I forgot
Do you dream of a place
That is safe and warm
Where your enemies have all gone
Vanity has been lifted
It's time to burn your little bridges
And move on
Vanity has been lifted
It's time to burn your little bridges
And move on
