On the bridge made of stone Stands a man all alone The bridge was his motivation It worked him to the bone With every nail that he drove, it drove him farther from his own In his punishing isolation, but the bridge just feels like home
She didn't feel quite the same She despised the bridge and who he became She left in devastation She left him there in shame
He said, 'I don't understand, this was not part of the plan...' But it got lost in the translation Like a castle made of sand
In all the years he's spent struggling He's been haunted at every turn He fights the fear as he's growing old And reminds us in all the he's learned That we build and burn
Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!
Here I am all alone On that bridge made of stone With smothering motivation, I'm working to the bone
In the end it's what I've known It's what I hate, but have to show The bridge is my dedication; the bridge just feels like home
In all the years I've been struggling I've been haunted at every turn I the fear as I'm growing old And remembering all that I've learned That we build and burn
In all the years he's spent struggling He's been haunted at every turn (We'll build and burn) He fights the fear as he's growing old And reminds us in all the he's learned That we build and burn