As I walked across the bridge
With a backpack cross my shoulder blades
The Everglades below the wooden cracks


You had offered up a ride
So I might not get accosted by

The watery slide

But I said no I'd rather not

Said no I'd rather not step in

As I left my home I cried

And a substituted figure tried
To reconcile the things I'd left behind


You had opened up the door
And made a place where I could sit inside
And fortify


But I said no I'd rather not
Said no I'd rather not step in


I'm on my own
Now no ones been invested in

How no one knows what's best for him

I'm on my own

When no ones left to light the load
Then so one goes to lift alone


I'd like to embrace it all

Have I made this or is it

That I've been made?