Family (UK rock band) - Burning Bridges lyrics

Visions, they're dancing like
Puppets on strings
Wait for the face in the choir to sing
Cymbals and symbols you clang in my ear
While rainclouds burst out into tears

Burning your bridges on God's Holy Fire
And all of the children you sire

Over and over, my blues start to roll
Bypass my body, head straight for my soul
While speeches ain't silent and
Silence ain't gold
When left in the dirt there to mold

Burning your bridges on God's holy fire
And all of, all of the children you sire

Rainwater preachers hang vines on the road
Lamplight reflections all turned into stone
Of tall handsome strangers who
Pray down their nose
And they're nailed to the cross, I suppose

Burning your bridges on God's holy fire
And all of the children you sire
And all of the children you sire
Burning your bridges on God's holy fire
Burning your bridges on God's holy fire