I’d like to sing you a glorious song

As we cross the bridge from Washington to Oregon

But I can’t find the words;  I’m distracted by the birds

Who look hungrily, to sup in the sea

I forget where I am. There’s a world of water beneath me.

And the cars who rush by down’t get to give a friendly touch to the

Flora, reaching out for the sun, or to anyone

I’m so glad I get to be your son (sun), your human,

My (dear) deer creeps upon us as we sleep,

But we won’t hurt you, no we won’t hurt you.

To play it safe, first you gotta learn to play,

but I love you anyway, oh I love you anyway.

And I’d like to sing you a glorious song…

As we cross the bridge, from “What if we’re right?”s, to “What could be wrong?”s

And the rising sun, who tears open our eyelids, now, whose work is done,

Keeps everything new, and teaches us, to glow in the dark, but tell no one.