London
burnt bridges led my way
they led the way to you
i could see their fire in your eyes
you came from another path
of ashes and pain
we came together
fell together
not ready and not sure
we came from separate seas
half-drowned and one flew over
burnt bridges will lead my way,
far away from you,
and i will be reborn
in this soil.
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