theres a bridge across my stream never seems to get broken never could never would never clouds up my day see i wanted to give then i just couldnt take it i wanted to love and i turned round and hated it if i ever knew i tried to tell give of my heart but i never sell supermarket of the soul heartland truckstop global mall taking flights of indifference cross a wide screen sky could feel so alive you might think that you had died im not skating on ice see im walking on water and silence is finest dont give me your word yes silence speaks louder come on give me a word i dont want nobody knowing how the hurt in me works if they ever knew they might just sell give of my heart then never tell supermarket of the soul heartland truckstop global mall and the one thing that is certain is the one uncertainty if we keep doing the same thing nothing will work out differently were all bridge builders daughters with incestuous dreams confidentially speaking all is as it seems confidentially speaking all is as it seems1