Blood River - by Mike Semrad

Welcome to this well oiled machine
Where the poison of heartache is amongst us
Old mans leg is dangling through the bridge that we have built
To save us from the skies cry

We built up this bridge so long and high
So our children and theirs won’t ask why

Blood River

Tonight we watch out the window at the rain
We watched it rise up and go back down again
Down to the valley to soak in the lines
Where the harvest grows as high as the pines
The bridge we built holds strong through the weather
Cause the blood we shed holds it together

We built up this bridge so long and high
So we don’t get swept down the valley where the forgotten souls lie

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