Cross That Bridge
How this came about:
A sister song to Hey There Clock. Another song about the oddities of getting older and not being so sure about things, except that you know the end is getting closer, whether it's weeks or decades away.
I decided long ago that I would
only cross a bridge when I come to it.
But now I see ahead of me
just over the ridge I’ve come to a bridge.
Some things I thought for sure that that I would
always care so about and would hold so dear,
Now I know, as on I go
Still see them there but I don’t care.
I have arrived at my future,
Chased up here by my past.
Gliding slowly toward a landing,
Trying to make the moments last.
There were heroes that I always saw
as strong and right and held powerful,
It hurts to see them now and see
them stumble like a clown and falling down.
There were vivid silver dreams that I
held so tight and held so close inside,
Some dreams have grown and some
Have flown, and other dreams have simply died.
I have arrived at my future,
Chased up here by my past.
Gliding slowly toward a landing,
Trying to make the moments last.
I could never think so long ago that
there would really be an end to the road.
But now I see up ahead of me
just around the bend where the road will end.
There were times that I did quite well
but many many other times I failed,
But while I’ve still got time
my end’s around the corner
I have arrived at my future,
Chased up here by my past.
Driving slowly toward an ending,
Trying to make the moments last.
Trying to make the moments last.