Brittany Kusserow

Bridges
I thought these tracks were deserted, but up on the bridge there's a train stumbling by. It's two AM. I'm cold and distracted by lonely train whistles to sky. So I'll move west to Oregon or south to New Orleans and maybe I'll stay, when I find something bigger, 'cause babe, this is bigger than me. Letras de cancionesDon't you? Don't you miss our banter? The comfortable way we relate? I'm sorry I hug you too long and I never took time to know you this way. But I'll move west to Oregon or south to New Orleans and maybe I'll come home, broken and disheveled. Or maybe I'll stay and believe. Oh, I could remain where the bridges have trains, but I've said too much to not leave. From Letras Mania