Bridges

Bridges are meant to create a path in a direction you want to go.

You can build them or burn them.

You can walk or drive.

If you look into those sad eyes of yours from the driver's side.

You might think life is passing you by.

Sitting in traffic stuck at this stand still.

Kinda like in life when you have to conquer your next hill.

Bridges are here to make a journey worth wild.

You see the whole city while driving by slowly.

Roads are used for travel,

But they're also used to escape.

Just get in your car and drive away.

Face the world another day.

You stop in the middle of nowhere.

Sit down and stare at the sunset.

Thinking what an I doing with my life?

Those questions will haunt you until the day you die.

Don't let that mean you can't live the best life.

Let your car take you to these places of adventure.

Worry about the rest later,

there's no need to have a brain full of clutter.

You're in charge of the steering and the music.

So turn up the volume and pretend for a while.

Pretending turns to reality,

That's when you'll stop and start having a little faith.

As you head back over that bridge.

You give it on last look knowing,

that's where you left your old baggage.

It stays there for now,

it's no longer a worry.

This bridge you have crossed is now an enemy no more.

So be grateful for this life,

you are free at last.

There's no need to hide from your past.