Little Bridges - Angie Hart, Bonnie "Prince" Billy

Some people talk and some people do

There are two kinds of ways to pass the time

I heard through a door a conversation

I heard your voice I heard a name and it was mine

And the picture that you painted was black and white

There were no shining lights or shades of grey

You made me sound like I was a stranger

I should have turned and closed the door and walked away

Do you dream of a place that is safe and warm?

Where your enemies have all gone

Vanity has been lifted

It’s time to burn your little bridges and move on

Sometimes you have to walk sometimes you can’t go back

No matter how much you love to picture truth

Every action that you take speaks louder

And the friend you used to trust is about to lose

Do you dream of a place that is safe and warm?

Where your enemies have all gone

Vanity has been lifted

It’s time to burn your little bridges and move on

Do you take great comfort in believing

All the things you think I am that you are not

Does it boot safe distance between us?

Was it something that I said that I forgot?

Do you dream of a place that is safe and warm?

Where your enemies have all gone?

Vanity has been lifted

It’s time to burn your little bridges and move on