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Broken Bridge

from Broken Bridge by Ryan Mitchell-Smith

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Broken Bridge

Walking in and out of town,
I see another face I think I know,
Talk a while until we're down,
Turn around I think I better go.

Now you think you've got it all,
But your 'petit' crimes won't get you very far.
A no-hope job at the Golden Ball,
Just so you can fix up your new car.

I'm looking back across this broken bridge to where I've come from,
And all I see is that there is a place that I have known,
I feel like I've been kept inside these walls, I know it's too long,
And when I look across this bridge, I know that this is my home.

I can make it through the castle walls,
They stretch beyond how far the eye can see.
I lost my way, but as long as duty calls,
I'll make the grade and know that I am free.

This is my home.

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from Broken Bridge, released June 7, 2002
Vocals - Janina Zagorski. Written, Recorded and Produced by Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2002.
© Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2002. All Rights Reserved.

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