Across the Bridge
Timothy Monger
Dark mellow rings around the moon
Rainy season in my room
Beaded glasses
Half-written passages
Dark mellow rings around the moon
Time writes a manual of strain
In every movement of my frame
Summer's heartbreak
Weeps in every lake
Time writes a catalog of rain
Beneath a radio of stars
On every band unravel cars
And in the distance
Old St. Ignace
Beneath a radio of stars
Across the bridge we'll take our kind
From every place and еvery time
Hiawatha
Escanaba
Across the bridgе we'll take our kind
If you don't know where we are
We'll light a lantern at the bar
And where the wind blows
Ask the scarecrow
If you don't know where we are