As The Rope Bridge Sways

A churring tribe of insects on the mountainside

Orchestrate a hopeful symphony

The buzzing flows from my fingers to my toes

And strikes a pulse with the rope bridge's sway

One year has passed since i laid her in the grass

Bound by a lantern

The mystic said it would raise her from the dead

Give her a year and a setting sun

My eyes adjust to the velvet touch of dusk

The trail ahead exhales a pinpoint flame

Here comes my wife from the other side of life

Dripping lace as the rope bridge sways

Her lantern light, so comfoting this night

One year I've waited

To see her dress glow a midnight shillouette

Soft, aching angel broke by life.

As the rope bridge sways

Through decaying summer days

Secret hands of blood and ice

sway the bridge into the night

As the rope bride sways

The burns are gone from her face

Forbidden measures brought her up

But God gave the will to love.

Tra la la la la la.