Some Bridges Never Burn

I'll learn the language of ghosts.
To tell the dead not to stand at my side.
These days are taking too long to fade.
They just won't pass from colours to grey.

And at this time when we just need hope,
Where is the one thing that we need the most?
If there's one thing that we know
It's that there is just no place like home.

Dig your heels in the ground like graves.
Grit your teeth.
Carry round that weight.

Build a bridge just to cast it in flames.
Some things never burn like some torches always blaze.