When I move onto your wooden boards
In foggy steps I move forward
The sound of creaking follows close
Musical tones I transpose
Unable to see what lies ahead
The eerie silence I do not dread
In faith I walk unafraid
A path unknown simply fades
The steps I take upon this bridge
Protect me from the moving ridge
I watch as the current drives its way
To look ahead through shades of grey
As I reach the end of your weathered trail
I don't look back through the floating veil
Only moving forward will fulfill my dreams
Over the foggy bridge and what lies between