lyrics
The bridges of 1987 are lifting all around
Stronger than those of newer vintage, thick and rich in sound
They only happen once but they snare you in their traps
The bridges of 1987 will never, ever collapse
Do you remember what we did back then?
I have doubt, I blocked it out
Was that the greatest time of life back then?
I think not, those days can rot
But when I have the strangest of emotions
That I can't resist rhyming with "oceans"
It's because I hear a song blaring from a speaker above
And I know what year it's from
The bridges of 1987 are lifting all around
Stick like honey to synaptic towers, hooks so tightly bound
The great ones don't repeat, they need no exit map
The bridges of 1987 will never, ever collapse
Do we need to dwell in history?
Rewrite it, no - let it go
Recollections reek of fakery
My tight throat can't find the notes
That can properly spell out my real feelings
You'll find more poise in a group of pre-teens
They're the ones who hear new songs
The ones to which we don't respond
But you know one day will wind them up
This is why we are doomed to repeat the past
The bridges of 1987...
G - Em - C - G - Em - C
D - Bm - F#m - G
G - A - D - Bm - G - A -D
D - E+ - F - A - D - E+ - F - A
G - D - Em - C - A
D - A - Em - D - A - Em
D - A - Em - C - A - G
G - Em - C - G - Em - C
D - Bm - F#m - G
G - A - D - Bm - G - A -D
D - E+ - F - A - D - E+ - F - A
G - D - Em - C - A
D - A - Em - D - A - Em
D - A - Em - C - A - F - G - E ... A
A - F#m - D :||
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credits
from
Bridges Of 1987 [Single],
released December 18, 2013
Rachel Broach: keys, voice
Stanton Hall: voice, bass guitar
D. Ricardo: guitar, voice
Pete Schreiner: drums, tambourine
Song by Stanton Hall.
Cover art by Pete Schreiner.
Recorded in D’s basement.
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