Текст песни: Grampa Built Bridges + перевод

Grampa buried dignity when he got old

Like a killer and child now for seven long years

But he wets his own britches if he’s not told

But he used to build bridges, they would light em up at night

Grampa built bridges, they were delicate webs

With ridges and valleys joined hand in hand

When Grandma went empty the last of her days

He told her she’d come and could go with grace

Hold on, hold my hand

I know you know the way

With eagle’s wings and songs to sing

We’ll lead you across the Bay

Grampa built bridges with crestview spires

With braids of wires and wings of steel

Til he walked on over with his heels on fire

And the bridge burned back with a captive haze

Grampa built bridges like mountains and birds

But now he’s curled at the bottom where the sun can’t warm

Cause there’s nothing in our culture about mountains no more

And there’s no more stories about calling up storms

No there’s no more stories about sitting up straight

Proud and with purpose, our time to take

Til the last breath cools for the clouds to make

And rain back down to fill the bay

No there’s nothing in our culture about mountains no more

And there’s no more stories about bridges

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