I went out walking and i caught myself talking

To a man who’d been knocking around bardo’s door

So i come home thinking that i ought not be missing

All those things that you’re sending, well they ain't nothing new to me



So i’m sitting here thinking about all that he’s saying

And i’m sure that you’re wishing that i’d come around they way

But the bridges that you burned before, sliding out that back door

And the things that you said were nothing new to me



You can't miss what you never had (x4)



When i was out walking, i found myself thinking on what

He was preaching seemed all fine to me.

But all those bridges that you’re burning, are the ones you’ll be wanting

But they won’t hear you talking, it’s nothing new to me



You can't miss what you never had



Well, i came back from walking, still found myself talking to that man

He’s still knocking around bardo’s door

The things that he said before and all that you’re wishing for

It’s easy to have been bought, still nothing new to me



When i came home from thinking about all that you’re saying

Those things that you’re seeking, you better look another way

Cause those bridges that you burned before, and things that you’re hoping for

Now they’re haunting on your back door, it’s nothing new to me




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