I may return to the song I thought I might sing, the one I was writing that crumbled before the b r i d g e,
right there where the gap _ _ became gaping, [ ] a hole that seemed too big to be making space to fit my words in
I may return to the song I thought I might sing, the one I was writing that crumbled before the b r i d g e,
right there where the gap _ _ became gaping, [ ] a hole that seemed too big to be making space to fit my words in