Feet fall on the road
Bound to motion
Though chains be of gold
They are chains all the same
Traveler on the bridge
Awakens to find
It's not the river that flows
But the bridge that moves o'er
In the hand of the cloud
Liquid as time
The heron's wings well
Know the grace of s***e
Bound to motion
Though chains be of gold
They are chains all the same
Traveler on the bridge
Awakens to find
It's not the river that flows
But the bridge that moves o'er
In the hand of the cloud
Liquid as time
The heron's wings well
Know the grace of s***e