I connect what was broken I join either side You cross me when ready I swallow my pride I carry your burdens wherever you stride But burn me in anger and your world comes untied They bid for my hand and I dealt what I could A captain once stood on my back in the flood I fill what's been broken in jawbone or wood And some live beneath me misunderstood In music I move you from verse to refrain A river runs under me heavy with rain I'm crossed by the daring abandoned in vain I'm nothing but passage between pleasure and pain

Not quite a city, yet more than a street, Where roads intertwine and neighbors all meet. I hold shops and homes, yet still feel small, A name for a place that gathers them all.

Full of trees, quiet and green, A place where deer and birds are seen.

With antlers wide and legs so long, in northern woods is where I belong.

Tall whispering tower, Calls echo through dawn's soft light, Guiding faithful hearts.