Bridge and Bones

Stand here with me on the south bank
Breathe the smoke on the water
Watch as the thieves steal the silver
Home to their sons and their daughters
The trestles fall
We become flame, climb our way up
Through the starlings and towers
Across the Thames, we'll meet again
After desperate hours
Fall, burn, or tumble downstream
Stones, restacked, will build this crossing
Wood and clay all washed away
Bricks and mortar may not stay
Traitor's Gate to Nonsuch House
When every ember has been doused
Flame to current, smoke to silt
Bridge and bones will be rebuilt
Flame to current, ash to sand
...And London calls
Stand here with me on the north bank
Taste the dust and the oil
Across the Thames, we'll meet again
On the black morning soil
Fall, burn, or tumble downstream
Stones, restacked, will build this crossing
Wood and clay all washed away
Bricks and mortar may not stay
Traitor's Gate to Nonsuch House
When every ember has been doused
Flame to current, smoke to silt
Bridge and bones will be rebuilt