Bridges Lyrics - Singles - The Mariner's Children

There's gold hidden in the mountainside 

There's gold hidden in the ground 

There's gold hidden in the riverbed son 

Just waiting to be found 

Pack all of your things 

Haste turns men to kings my boy 

And tears will turn to pride 

Go leave my side my boy 

I've spent a lifetime building bridges 

But now's the time to burn them down 

I will swim among the ashes until I drown 

I hope one day the water's sweeter 

And the soil grows thick with green 

And you'll never have to worry 

What might have been 

What might have been 

There's holes ridden in the mountainside 

There's holes ridden in the ground 

No fish swimming in the riverbed son 

No birds singing in the town 

He packed all of his things 

And flew up on the wind did my boy 

There's choices to be made 

Mine I'll stand by till the grave my boy 

And haste turns men to kings 

Your fortune it'll bring my boy 

And tears will turn to pride 

Though mine are still to dry my boy 

I've spent a lifetime building bridges 

But now's the time to burn them down 

I will swim among the ashes until I drown 

I hope one day the water's sweeter 

And the soil grows thick with green 

And you'll never have to worry 

What might have been 

What might have been