The water is high
The water is low
The water has no place to go
The bridge is high
The bridge is low
The bridge is up so the water can flow
Burnt its not
Neither gone
But raised for now to save a home
The sad one knows
The deep one cares
The ones that don't can have their dares
On my walls
On my heart
The way to life does not depart
Flow on by
Flood waters will
Waiting, I stand on a hill
Not an island
Not a cave
Not a coward, not a knave
A home, a heart
A love worth time
Focused now on me and mine
Focused then
On theirs and ours
The sandman and the midnight hours
The bairn, the barn
The carriage and barrow
Broken mirror, black cat, escape is narrow
It all has
Its worthy part
To save the world its horse then cart
First things first
look inside
Last things last, gods will guide
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